The center of history—
a towering wall,
a cry that echoes back,
the heat of your fleeting moment,
the compression of restless irrelevance.
Yes—
already in the grave prepared,
already in the river of regret,
the waiting of God
is but the urge of clay and muddy water,
a story.
And the journey begins.
- Original text written in Korean.
[Wind Series – Part Preface]
© TaeHun Yoon, 11.23.1970

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