Taxi That's Going Nowhere

With the snow ceasing Nestled between the beds of sakura petals With a taxi that’s going nowhere Nowhere to take shelter Nowhere with open borders Turned away Right at the doorstep There’s no home now And there’s no Place for them to visit No home to go back to As the sakura blooms into spring The snow falls Freezing spring in its wake The driver stops To the wave of my hand Its red lights glowing in the dark Of a spring wonderland I don’t know where I’m going All I know is that I’m going somewhere Grasping onto the Last few petals of hope In my palm Crescent moons embedded onto my skin