Fog

I sat facing the wall—
yet saw a stream flowing by.

Like mist unraveling
across a mountain’s waist—
Yes… that’s how it is.

Even the far-seeing eye
must be clouded now
by this faded longing.

TaeHun Yoon July 22, 2023

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Retired Pastor of the United Methodist Church
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