바람

오랜만에 언덕을 올라 갔을 때
바람이 불었다.
익숙하면서도 새로운 바람이
내 손끝에서 팔과 어깨를 스쳐 갔을 때
수년 전의 사람이 떠올려졌다.
놓을 저녁과 부드럽게 어울리던 그 미소가
서서히 내 가슴 속에 물들어 갈 때
차갑게 응어리진 무언가가 녹아들 때
고개들어 태양을 마주 보며 말하였다.
고맙다고.
지켜봐 달라고.

4.18.2026

Remembering

When the sky was empty like the deep blue ocean,

I stopped and asked:

do you still remember the way you thought?

In the long, bright, and cold day sitting in a cafe

what you mumbled to yourself,

what you daydreamed into the thin air,

and what you have silently wished would happen,

did those come to you after all?

sliding through your fingers

like the silky sand of Saharan desert

maybe they’ve been filling your heart

with glimpses of smile, flashes of joy, and marks of stays.

3.30.2026

Ground

Do you know where you stand now?

Do you know what you really want?

Do you know what you believe in?

Let’s worry about the time later.

Let’s just live in the moment.

And each moment will build

as long as we accept and remember.

Yes, it may hurt. Yes, it may be confusing.

That’s why you need to study your memories

and make it your own

instead of letting it chase you down.

Right now,

Right here,

what are you?

3.29.2026

Shown

Upon encountering a sparkling light

I’ve come to face what had been hidden

under my blind spot.

A large black dog sat warily.

Unable to decide to bark or to wag its tail

it quietly sat there, staring with its dark eyes.

I sat down and stretch my hand to it.

One day, I hope to go on a walk to the park with it.

3.25.2026

Sunset

One by one, we started to sit around a rectangular wooden table.

Through a glass window the sun laid its lazy sun ray over the table.

A glass jar of ice water glistened with sparkling sunlight

One by one, dishes arrived on black ceramic plates.

Aroma of olive oil, plump cheese, and fresh tomato filled the table.

Steel knives and forks clicked and clacked

a silently appreciation of deliciousness filled the air.

Then a burst of laughter here,

and a flash of smile there,

and in harmony, we breathed together.

As the sun kissed the horizon,

we wiped our table, gave thanks,

and one by one left the table,

full in soul and belly.

Yes, the night is coming.

We may never go back to where we were.

We may not see each other again.

So while the sun glistened,

we rejoiced, embraced, and celebrated together.

As we said goodbyes,

as if we would meet tomorrow,

we knew this was a good story

to carry through the unknown.

3.22.2026