Ballad of the Winds of Silence
A voice rose to greet me in the forest
as if it came from nowhere
It seemed to surround me
pervading everything
It echoed
in the crackling twigs of my footfalls…
Hope
An old cottonwood stands jauntily outside my window
I sometimes watch it as I lie in bed
when the cool smell of rain is on the air
I can hear the wind in the distance
but the tree stays quiet…
Notes from the Spiritual Brothers on Togetherness
Leaves moving like waves on the wind
and the sunshine filtering through on the breeze
to spin the spectrum on a multitude of greens.
The trunks stoic and brown and still
tower over the stairs diving down to the wide
waterfront…
bring me
strength
of talons and flight
Returning
Like an orange note
of
plaid youth
carried on the low hang
of mist
rolling…
Nepal
Nepal
Palettes,
Drawing dreams,
Sketching the duration of sleep
it seems, I paint my dreams with all the tints and tones…
Yosu
What dwell amid the rows of cement collars,
astride the mounted hills stepped with sustaining grass
and winding from the Seoul of late descent
came by morning of early trained mass?…
A Missionary Man’s Monarchy
An Ode to Allen
Steeped in 500 years of Confucianism
The heritage of a dynastic Yi hermitage
Indoctrinated its population in the prism
Of expanding stasis, getting on in age.
Here begins the story of Horace
As he happed on the hapless case
Of Kojong and his hermit race
In a time of encroaching barbarians and Yi’s passing grace…
