Blind though I may be
I see the granular peak of the mountain
Forests of mountain tops waver around closing in.
Times are closing in. Now is the time to jump or cry
Run, or, stay with them.
6.6.2020
6.7.2020
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come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
Blind though I may be
I see the granular peak of the mountain
Forests of mountain tops waver around closing in.
Times are closing in. Now is the time to jump or cry
Run, or, stay with them.
6.6.2020
6.7.2020
T
Fists suspended in thick air,
Flags of grass in different shades fare,
Flaring sun ever sincerely brightens the world transparent
Flames of raging disparities glaringly prevalent
Fists held high in the air
Flint of spirits kneeling on a crosshair
Fight in silence will persevere.
6.5.2020
Another tide will come, carrying the fate along with it as well.
We’ve fought the fights, we’ve endured the inévitables.
Longing for the land that seems like an illusion so far, where do we go from here now?
Hold on; you say. Yes, gravity seems heavier than usual.
Liberation? Yes, hopefully it shall come.
6.4.2020
‘Life’s for a gambler,’ you say,
Gamble for what, though?
Vainglorious attention, lust, or obsession?
I’d say, for survival; for freedom; for life.
Focus. What’s happening now? Who’s been hit, robbed, or deceived? Why?
Think. What’s going to happen now? What are you going to do?
Execute. What’s time, before the deadline, till the weights drop dead? hold your ground.
Pray.
6.3.2020
This is a carnival of poor souls
Seeking to win the game we worked hard to work
This is a raging race
Bidding each other towards a dream that will change everything afterwards.
Let us roll our dice
6.2.2020
Please, look after yourself.
Let your heart bloom into beautiful vignettes of your memory
Let your fluttering wings spread beyond the horizon of sky and wield gusts for wind vortex larger than the abyss of a black hole
Let your body move with passion and freedom.
But please, look after yourself.
6.1.2020
How is it that you are so illuminating. How can you be so lively without closing those eyes even once.
Whether under the morning sunshine, or under the yellow LED light, your face that brightly smiles as if you have not known even a trace of darkness
I adore it so much.
Even just watching your face makes my heart beat like a ray of sunlight that pierces through a gap of window opening and shines the dark basement room.
Come, my dear.
너는 어찌 그리 밝은 것인가. 눈 한번 깜빡하지 않고 너는 어찌 그리 생생한 것인가.
따스한 아침 햇살에도, 노란 조명 아래에도, 마치 한번도 조그마한 어둠 한점 본적도 없다는듯, 환하게 웃는 네 모습
정말 좋다.
보는것만으로도 마치 창문을 열어 그 틈을 비집고 들어와 어두운 골방 안을 환하게 밝히는 햇살처럼 두근거린다.
오라, 그대여.
5.31.2020
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
I wish you the best.
Like a paper plane plainly gliding on a gentle giant wave of an azure zephyr
Like a shooting star rushing through the stratosphere, blazing it’s trail behind
Like a marathon runner whose dreams come true after millions of steps and sweats
I wish you a happy last.
5.29.2020
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
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