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“Over the River”

— Korea Today, waiting for the election of June 3, 2026 After the sirens,after the flags,after the endless argumentsburning through blue-lit screens, there remainsa trembling countrystanding beside its own reflection. April remembers. May remembers. The streets remember footstepsrunning beneath tear … Continue reading

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As Breathing on Cello

An Iranian celliststands before fire. Behind him,a power plant explodesinto the dark sky of Iran. Sirens tremble.Smoke ascends like wounded prayer. Yet his cello continues speaking. Not against the explosion,but through it. The bow moves slowlyacross the stringsas though sorrow … Continue reading

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“The Meaning of the Lord’s Call”

When the sunset checks its final clock and people worn out by the heat flow out of the city like the receding tide, there—at the bend in the road— You blocked the wind and I heard a voice. “Lord… did … Continue reading

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“In the Summer Forest”

Walking through the morning dew hanging on the tips of grass, brushing them aside with my toes as I go to greet the breaking dawn—this path always stirs my heart. When the mountain exhales its pale morning mist, the waking … Continue reading

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May 18, 1980

May 18 arrivescarrying both fire and flowers. History opens its old woundson this day. A mountain exploded once—Mount St. Helenstearing open the American sky,ash falling like gray snowupon forests, rivers, and homes. The earth itselfcould no longer remain silent. And … Continue reading

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“Road”

I do not speak for others.There is only this voice—returning, uncertain of itself,still learning its own measure. In sorrow, and in the brief mercy of joy,in the falling and the rising again,there is one road— not chosen once and forgotten,but … Continue reading

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Losing Poem

Strange—yes, quietly strange—after the gentle praise,after the book has gone outlike a child sent into the world,finding its place among unknown hands,there is no fullness waiting for me—only a widening silence,a thinning of what I thought was mine. What once … Continue reading

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Acorn Tree

– at St. Mark in Knoxville, TN I have often stood in awe and confessed,“What a divine tree!”She reads and recordsthe lives passing by.She is sacred.To walk into her presenceis itself a blessing. And after standing beneath her,I enter the … Continue reading

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The Cross

—at Church Street I felt the breath of the Creator—not distant, not concealed—but moving among us,tender as light on open skin,vast as the unseen tide. Time did not pass—it opened.It widened into stillnesswhere all moments meet. Creation—and Crucifixion—not two, but … Continue reading

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Story of Mirror

Toward Palm Sunday One morningI stood before the mirror— and something small,almost nothing,unsettled me: my left handhad become the right,my right the left. If the mirror were faithful to the end,my feet would rise upward,my head hang downlike a lantern … Continue reading

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