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The heart of the wind stirs up to breathe / Surfing dreams call for a happy season. (Image: Da Mi)

Is the sail returning to the old port?
The nomadic footsteps suddenly returned
Time is fleeting like smoke
Tired years of walking away from home…

Returning in the summer afternoon brings nostalgia
Soft shoulder-length green willow hair
Young grass, the scent of the land
I thought I was mixed with nature

Listen to the whisper of the wind
Sip the soft, fragrant grass
Busy chirping of small sparrows
The heart’s steps ring softly, welcoming the sunset

Committed to holding on to the old passion…
Hand touching the setting sun at the end of the sky
The heart and the wind stir up the rhythm of breathing
Surfing dreams call for a happy season

At the end of the afternoon, my feet are tired
A little gold left on the edge of the cloud garden
The thin blue smoke sinks into the dark
When the moon rises, it’s full of memories

SG 10. 5. 2021

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