봄 길 Spring Road

Poem by 정호승 Jeong Ho-Seung

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A photo I snapped in 2015

길이 끝나는 곳에서도
길이 있다
길이 끝나는 곳에서도
길이 되는 사람이 있다
스스로 봄길이 되어
끝없이 걸어가는 사람이 있다

강물은 흐르다가 멈추고
새들은 날아가 돌아오지 않고
하늘과 땅 사이의 모든 꽃잎은 흩어져도

보라
사랑이 끝난 곳에서도
사랑으로 남아 있는 사람이 있다
스스로 사랑이 되어
한없이 봄길을 걸어가는 사람이 있다

Even where a path ends
there's a path.
Even where a path ends
there's someone becoming a path.
There's someone becoming a spring path and endlessly walking along.

Rivers flow on, then stop,
birds fly off and do not return,
and though all the petals between heaven and earth fall and scatter,

behold,
even where love has ended
there's someone remaining as love.
There's someone becoming love
and endlessly walking along a spring path.

Spring means new beginnings.

I don’t know about you, but when March rolls around there seems to always be one particular morning when I wake up and the sunlight is different. The breeze is somehow softer, the sky bluer, the air sweeter. I’m a fool in love when it comes to spring. I see beautiful things everywhere.

The poem by beloved writer 정호승 says well enough what I wanted to write today. Though something might end, it is the beginning of another thing. The epilogue of my life will be the prologue of another’s. So we write our own stories which write each other's.

I am glad when it is spring. The very essence of spring is hope and happiness. Flowers blooming are nature’s fireworks moving in slow motion. Your life is also bursting forth with beautiful things - and just like spring, everything happens at its own time.