The thawing season
With a crack the ice breaks.
Our long waiting is over now.
It’s the spring with pussy willows
which open their drowsy eyes.
By sunshine, silence has been shocked;
flower buds bloom ruddily
In front of the waterfall
Whether you fly like the birds,
or you disperse as droplets,
do not speak too casually
that it is your liberty.
Hush your mouth, if you haven’t fallen
directly from so high
To communicate well
The stone means that all goes well,
so I brought it onto my desk.
Passing by it, I greet the stone
with my eyes, to communicate.
Truthfulness means becoming one
to show the truth so obviously
The first outing
Unfolding spring scenery,
a bird beats its wings briskly.
With a dream of flying high,
the young bird soars into the air.
Inner leaves shoot out of tall trees,
hanging down from the clouds.
The 15th of the first lunar month
The sun shines on clear small veins,
making me feel exhilarated.
Like breaking nuts on the big day,
I open spring from the nutshell.
The full moon rises early, too,
as if to grant all my wishes.
Cliffside glass path - At Mt. Tyenmeon
The sky is far above the clouds;
below the path, there’s a steep cliff.
I walk barefoot on the glass path,
like floating high in mid air.
My life too seems to be weightless;
my shoulders heave as I walk.
The morning of early spring
The laughing sound of green leaves
is tickling early spring rain.
It does sound like comforting
everything that’s dry and cold.
The hot kiss upon the dry land;
they’re fervently on the same side.
A poet is
A poet needs to see the world
by removing his sunglasses.
He should listen attentively
to the words of a passing wind.
He should make himself much better
by dwelling on his thoughts.
A laughter diet
You’ll get thrills in your five senses;
like popcorns, you’ll burst out laughing.
O please stop your hurried steps
and go over with light steps.
Laughter helps flabby muscles be gone.
O please see wide-open smiles!
A sea of clouds
Cotton clouds get together;
each of them hides what is shameful.
Leafless trees, the valley,
and some footsteps are still seen.
Bit by bit, puffing out their chests,
the clouds cover all the mountains.