Sunshine

May this light be always visible to you. Albeit a short moment, as I close my eyes, I seem to be still seeing the silhouette of your face as you blindingly brightly smiled

And I wished that I had given you

That note I wrote on a white tissue as the sun was setting over the horizon

When I met you riding a bike on the cross walk in a middle of night,

I wish I had said,

Thank you.

언제나 그대에겐 이 빛이 보이길. 아주 잠깐이었던 순간이지만 정말 환하게 미소 짓는 그대의 모습이 아직 눈을 감아도 보이는듯 하여

그날 저녁에 노을이 서서히 지어 새하얀 티슈에 썼던 그 편지

그대에게 드릴걸

어두운 저녁에 걸어가다 횡단보도에서 마주친 자전거 탄 그대에게

고맙다고,

인사라도 드릴걸

이제와서 입 다십니다.

5.30.2020

Run

If you don’t know where to go, just run. Keep running, you’ll be out of breath, you’ll be out of sweat, you’ll be out of sugar in your arteries. Still, just run.

If you don’t know when to stop, just don’t stop. Carry your body on and on and see where it takes you. When you’ve been through and through, what could be the worst thing that could happen?

If you don’t know who to ask, just ask yourself. Kneel. Pray. Work. Eat. Sing. Sleep. When you’ve done all those things, who knows what might happen?

5.28.2020

Scent

You know,

just like how the crimson sunlight caramelized a forest of tall dull-white buildings,

just like holding that book open in an empty library watching those buildings among dusts suspended in the air,

just like that aroma of coffee dancing in the atmosphere to the cadence of that jazz,

just the scent of that flashing smile shook my heart too fast to realize

that it’s been always buried deep within for too long of a time.

You know.

5.26.2020

Wailing

Waking up once again, as my eyes are blinded by the screaming sunlight,

I dare ask: why? why such pain?

I’d rather say, ‘When a lightening bolt strikes on a sunny day,

Would you dare claim, “ignorance is a bliss?”’

Yet the darkness comes back, embracing the burn wounds, and whispering calm zephyrs

Saying, “grit your teeth, churn your soul, strike the roaring iron with a full-gripped hammer,

“Tomorrow’s a new day, a chance to grapple with your fate. Build your world, breath your dreams”

The darkness and light dances it’s ephemeral flight.

5.25.2020

Gratitude

Thank you, for allowing me to see this day light, a stream of crystals glistening the atmosphere that I breath in.

That you, for allowing me to memorize the sound of the wind swooshing like an ocean wave crashing into the bank of sand.

Thank you, for this tantalizing droplet of water, respite of the spirit and body, as it quenches the unresting soul in the heart.

5.13.2020

Prayer

Please, let me be stronger.

Please allow me to lift this cross.

Please inspire me to make an effective decision.

I made a promise. That I’ll be there.

Please grant me strength to endure those thousands of needles, darkness, and coldness. I need to be there.

5.12.2020

Swing

Remember when your words actually carried vignettes of meanings and feelings?

Remember when love was so painfully sweet, dangerously entangled life and death?

Remember that downhill valley speeding down in darkness before the dawn, wondering what tricked you to pull the trigger?

5.10.2020

Roll

Would you throw the dice?

Knowing that one thousand years of anguish awaits in one of the six windows, would you still throw the dice?

Or would you rather lay down the dice, sip on the hot warm tea wrapped around your fingers and warming your teeth and your chest?

What would you throw?

Given that five women are weeping in two of the corners, five men are marching from three sides?

What is the declines chance?

Focus. Only focus shall get you out.

5.8.2020