I want to build a nest and spend some time here.
Becoming a water bird
I want to visit that forest of masts
across the river, moored with sails furled.
No matter how dazzlingly the lake waters
shine somewhere in the sky
today,
I want to go flying
low, low
over the blue rippling waves
feeling the wind blowing on my breast
like a bare winter tree
on some snow-covered mountain slope.
From: http://cordite.org.au/essays/kim-young-moon-and-perth/
Date: 2001 (original); 2001 (translation)
By: Kim Young-Moo (1944-2001)
Translated by: Brother Anthony of Taizé (1942- ) and Jongsook Lee (1952- )
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