My photographic notes about the four seasons in Kamakura or the gardens of Zen
April 3, 2018
Cherry blossoms: Engaku-ji
When I look at a flower, I often feel like seeing a beautiful but fragile illusion which has no physical reality. Because a flower must vanish away soon after it blooms, most likely I can never find the current flower right in front of me once again.
A flower transiently blooms just once in this world and I encounter such a flower only once in my lifetime.