A Japanese poem goes something like “It often becomes windy and rainy after flowers blossom.”. In the past 2 days a large number of cherry blossom petals have been blown away by the wind and rain in my office neighborhood nearby Meguro River. This article was written ten years before ChatGPT arrived and when I fact checked this lately, this is originally a Chinese poem. It comes from 于武陵(う ぶりょう / Yu Wuling), a Tang-dynasty poet, in the poem 『勧酒』
The Japanese translation is as below.
花発多風雨
花発けば風雨多し
Hana hirakeba fūu ōshi
“When flowers bloom, wind and rain often follow.”
Interpretation wise, it is like When flowers bloom, wind and rain are plentiful. In life, there are many partings.
Cherry Blossoms are celebrated not only for the beauty but also the transient nature, short time that they bloom, only for a week before they wither away. Philosophically it is equated with various life’s "transient" experiences too. In personal life or professional we always experience that everything is sacred for a limited time, comes with an expiry date. In India my home country, we return even the gods (Ganesha and Durga) back to the water after ten days of worship.
Sakura/Cherry Trees are similar, the trees become sacred ONLY for a week in spring. The flowers fall in water and are washed away and the trees are again “normal” for the rest of the year. The petals collect over the water surface and I went to take a few snaps at the Meguro River to see the “fallen” petals. I was surprised to see the speed of the flow of the river carry along with it a huge mass of Sakura petals which had fallen on the water surface. The below snap was with the following settings
ƒ/22.0, 27.0 mm, shutter speed 6 seconds, ISO 200, Flash (off, did not fire)
The mass collects at various points of the river and the contrast of “no crowds” to watch the fallen flowers who had been a darling of all just a week ago. We were reminded of Steve Jobs quote at the Stanford Commencement address
No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.
Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice.
Sakura exemplifies that basic context of life every year. Crowds should actually gather when the petals fall off too as they do when they look pretty on the trees. Silent lessons of Japan.
The ex-Prime Minister of Japan Mr Junichiro Koizumi was popular with his "構造的改革" message when he privatized the highly inefficient postal system, the largest financial enterprise at that time in Japan. He was on a upward trajectory and then he suddenly resigned. He was asked a “WHY” on his resignation from the PM post at the height oh his popularity. He replied by quoting a popular poem by Hosokawa Gracia (細川ガラシャ, 1563-1600), the poem is widely attributed to her as her death poem (jisei no uta).
散りぬべき 時知りてこそ 世の中の 花も花なれ 人も人なれ
I remember a Japanese newspaper (I have lost track of which newspaper though) interpreting it as below
大意は、桜も人も散るべき時を知っているからこそ桜であり人なのです。これが世の習いなのです。
In English, Fleeting nature of the blossoms is the reason why Japanese like cherry blossoms. Move on when you are at your best and don’t linger around too long. I absolutely agree. Short and Sweet that is the message which comes from Cherry Blossoms. We should tell this to politicians (I am hinting this to no one in particular) and bureaucrats in the world who just keep going on, not willing to move on. Delicate petals in my hand as I walked along the Meguro River side walk-way
The impact of fallen flowers, the transient nature of the cherry blossoms is very deep in the Japanese psyche. During World War II, the cherry blossoms were used as a paradigm to motivate Japanese in various forms. They were used by Japanese pilots would paint them on the sides of their planes before embarking on a suicide mission, or even take branches of the trees with them on their missions. A cherry blossom painted on the side of the bomber symbolized the intensity and ephemeral nature of life. Falling cherry petals came to represent the sacrifice of youth in suicide missions to honor the emperor. I found a public domain photograph of schoolgirls waving cherry-blossom branches as a kamikaze pilot departs for Okinawa on April 12, 1945. Wikimedia Commons THANKS SO MUCH.
Chiran high school girls wave kamikaze pilot : Wikiemdia Commons
In today’s age of peace in Japan, blossoms have taken a different meaning which is more about social gatherings and garden picnics. This year was a “cloudy” and “gloomy” affair with the skies mostly overcast and the season is already over. The petals on the river surface at Meguro as below have washed away and still waters remain.
The withering of the blossom is a lesson of life for me personally. It is a reminder that the weather will go in cycles, the seasons will change and spring will return again next year when the Cherry Trees will become sought after and “sacred” once again.
The same cycle continues in life when depending on a context a particular company, unit or an individual becomes important at a particular time and becomes a darling of the market. When the utility value has diminished, the role withers away. Market conditions are cyclical and context / conditions again return and the the same company, unit or individual will again become a sought after entity and become sacred once again.
The India philosophy is similar where Ganesha or the elephant god is invoked every August in Maharashtra or the goddesses Durga in Kolkata, when they becomes the focal point of all activity for 10 days before they are immersed back to the waters of rivers or oceans. India and Japan share similar ideas and Sakura is just one connecting point of the many.
The below snap is of me and my wife as we also contemplate and celebrate the NOW, the fleeting now. I am literally reminded of a Bollywood song "Aane Wala Pal, Jane wala hain", the "next" moment will soon be "past".
U.S. Naval History and Heritage Command, “Kamikaze Pilots”
https://www.history.navy.mil/content/history/museums/nmusn/explore/photography/wwii/wwii-japan/kamikaze/pilots-kamikaze.html
Wikimedia Commons, “Chiran high school girls wave kamikaze pilot”
https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Chiran_high_school_girls_wave_kamikaze_pilot.jpg
National Diet Library, “細川ガラシャの辞世の句”
https://crd.ndl.go.jp/reference/detail?page=ref_view&id=1000058531
National Diet Library, “細川ガラシャ 散りぬべき時知りてこそ”
https://ndlsearch.ndl.go.jp/books/R100000002-I000010689317
Stanford University, Steve Jobs’ 2005 Commencement Address
https://news.stanford.edu/stories/2005/06/steve-jobs-2005-graduates-stay-hungry-stay-foolish
于武陵「勧酒」, 唐詩選
https://tool.hankeidou.jp/toushisen_zekku/
A pink experience at Meguro River contrasted with the White experience at Chidorigafuchi offers two very different experiences in the heart of Tokyo
The Shinjuku Gyoen Gardens offer the Kawazu Sakura experience in Tokyo itself and the mejiro Birds offer a beautiful photographic opportunity for shutterbugs
In the upscale area of Roppongi, pink flowers around the Midtown area, with beautiful illuminations. The Somei Yoshino variety 100 trees in the beautiful premises