Listen!

Can you understand my will?

Can you understand my thoughts?

Can you understand my heart?

Though life may be swallowed by joy.

though life may be swallowed by sorrow,

let us sing and sing;

let us sing that joy is life.

On the days when the wind blows,

on the days when the rain Pours,

people of the world become sad.

Through they have been given life,

people are childish;

they are childish to the utmost.

Pages 33-34 of “Nature Flows” by Woo Myung