The Trace Poem by Kinsley Lee

Sihn-Kyung Lee

I've the feet for the purpose of walking,
In the journey of life, walking is recording.

I've left the footprints, once again, today,
The numerous traces I've stamped along the way.

The way which I'm looking
Back, stumbling and faltering,
Even if I want to erase, but I can't.

It's shameful and rueful

Below the light, I must live in the right.

May the footsteps I'll tread
Become a road-sign for posterity's ahead.

(Sihn-Kyung Lee's book of poems, Tears on Woven Straw Garb, Translated by Kinsley Lee)