Saturday, April 10, 2004



Leave yellow face, white hands, red feet and black heart behind


Farewell thou Farewell

Thou left but left thy dream.

Our tragedy.

Not time to sob nor despair,

Not time.

Flower falls a soul scatters,

Blossoming brilliant and magnificent majestic.

The most heroic.

Why is that?

The place where petals blow is not only sorrowful.

Why is that?


Farewell thou Farewell

Thou aren't forgettable but forgivable.

Our hope.

A mission to illuminate and originate,

A mission.

Flower falls a soul scatters,

Blossoming brilliant and magnificent majestic.

The most dazzling.

Why is that?

The place where once the root was buried is now pregnant.

Why is that?


Farewell thou Farewell

Clearing the path for thee where thou desires to be.

        breath blows chant

        stamp drums the earth

        cloth carpets lifting thee.

Thou dance,

Free soul dancing rising wind.

Whirling petals calling rain.

The earth writhes opening inside.

A light beam shoots to the sky,

Leaving a small white dot,

And winked.


Ae Ran Jeong

:: note :: . . . written after reading Tomson Highway's Kiss of the Fur Queen . . .