The Song-Hag Temple Poem by Kinsley Lee

Tae-Gohn, Kim

On the corner of the mountain, turn directly,
The Song-Hag Temple is there.
Going into several branches, what makes thee
Astray deep mountain roads here and there?

The night insects are chipping the valley
Where the star rays come down at finely,
In my heart, being longing to Him verily,
I'll run to Him as quickly.

The night insects are chipping the valley
Where the star rays come down at finely,
In my heart, being longing to Him verily,
I'll run to Him as quickly.