The Journey Poem by Kinsley Lee

Hyung-Sig, Kim

It's truly happy
For us to journey.

On foot, if I sight-seeing
Then my will is delight for touring.

If I traveling taking on the train
The body is preferable to, not strain.

If sitting on the window seat, then I'm going
And the mountains and streams are going.

When I arrive the last train station
Only I came, the chasing mountains and streams are cessation.

I'm going alone, leaving as it is.
It's what the life is.