Winter turns to Spring
Flowers are in their full bloom
Ready to be picked
a point or region of infinite mass density at which space and time are infinitely distorted
Winter turns to Spring
Flowers are in their full bloom
Ready to be picked
Rock under the falls
Against the raging waters
Weather from stillness
Dancing in the wind
The flame is so beautiful
With shape uncertain
And it destroys my rice field
Ablaze with raging fury
Note: I used the form of the tanka to play around with the duality of fire. The way it's written is not really much like a tanka but I like how it turned out
