Foreward

A poem by Yun Dong-ju
translated by coconutwheel

Foreward

Staring at the heavens without a trace of shame,
I feel the pain,
Until the day I die,
Even with the wind in the leaves.

With a heart bursting to sing to the stars,
I shall love all things that will pass,
And I must walk the path given to me.

Even tonight, the stars are caressed by the wind.

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