Though I go to you
ceaselessly along dream paths,
the sum of those trysts
is less than a single glimpse
granted in the waking world.
–Ono no Komachi
These little lights were sprinkled everywhere in the Asian Pavilion at Disney. They were red, white and pink, settled in ornate vases. I believe the red were representative of a flower called Boke, or Japanese Quince, but I am not a flower expert so I am probably incorrect.
I loved them immediately.