The Life(By Chon) Poem by Kinsley Lee

Mi-Jung, Chon

Between the sky and me, clouds drift by,
Between the sea and me, waves dance high.

Birds take the flight among the trees, and tree,
You and I, in each other's eyes, we see.

In the morn, on every day, the sun pay a call on us,
At late night, the left stars sing a lullaby for us.

Children silently grow simple-heartedly and strong,
Parents're sincere and be the model all along.

The sky is truly gracious, and the world so fair,
Life's a festival, and the greater blessing to bear.

How shall we live, our lives, brightly gleam?
Like a dewdrop's sparkle on the wild flowers in a dream?

The fragrances which emits to the father within our hearts,
Wish to bloom through the seasons, in all life's parts.
(6th, Oct.,2023, Translated by Kinsley Lee)