[Poems of Inspiration] Joeun Sori October 2005
The moon that my beloved once gazed upon,
at the sight of it,
I feel as if I were beside my beloved.
Ah, my love,
look at that moon
My face will be reflected upon it,
as will be, also, the face of my beloved.
Hey, drifting cloud,
do not conceal my moon-mirror.
I am anxious
if I cannot see my beloved’s face
and if my beloved cannot see mine.
if you wish to be buried in the clouds, then do so.
But even then,
I will reflect the face of my beloved
on my heart-mirror.
<Moon by Pastor Jung Myeong Seok from Joeun Sori October 2005>