세월과 우정이 깊은 골짜기로

깊어질 때 즈음

바다건너 고향 땅에

친구들 만나

백발머리 주름 새로 흐르는

그리움이 구름되여

흐드러지네.

“Flow”

As the years pass

and friendship deepens

into a valley worn by time,

I cross the sea

to meet old friends

upon the soil of my homeland.

There, among white hair

and newly etched lines of age,

longing begins to flow again—

gathering like clouds,

drifting softly,

spreading across the sky.

— TaeHun Yoon, June 6, 2026