Extraordinary cherry tree that blooms in the Japanese spring, barely in bloom sees its petals fall at the slightest wind. Ephemeral destiny, image of a magnificent but precarious world, it brings us back to our own fragility. How can we admire the beauty of nature without thinking of its irremediable loss? There is perhaps in Western societies the idea of a linear, ineluctable time, to which we often respond by fleeing forward or by clinging to the past.
For the Japanese, the value of ephemeral is, on the contrary, a value of rarity. The cherry blossom is all the more beautiful because it is fleeting. Since we know that it is lost in advance, then there is nothing more to lose. Let's enjoy the moment.