In front of the stone steps leading up to the Chokushi-mon Gate (gate for Imperial Envoys), the flowers of an aged Sakura tree are in full bloom like the splendid canopy adorning this noble gate.
Every spring, this old tree bears countless flowers with its full life force, and then these flowers quickly scatter all at once in the sudden wind without any attachment and mourning.
Such decisiveness and transitoriness of Sakura flowers impress the fleeting nature of this world and the elegant glamor of them touches my heart deeply like an unforgettable dream that I have in the spring daylight.
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