Skeletons of cherry blossom,
Torn and ripped,
Float,
On the turgid, grey, Shinano river,
As flames pirouette through the clouds,
A ballet of destruction,
Beautiful -
Ash drifts down through the heavy air,
Coating lungs and leaf,
Life chokes in the coying darkness,
The dead,
Beseech the scorched sky,
Pleading for freedom,
For release.
