Thursday, March 19, 2009

The last day of winter and a sad Korean poem..

The Ferry Boat and the Passenger
by Manhae Han Yong-un

I am a ferry boat.
You're my passenger.

you treat on me with muddy feet.
I cross the river, hugging you in my arms.

When you are in my arms,
I do not care
Whether the river is deep, shallow or rapid.

If you do not come,
I wait for you from morning till night,
Exposed to winds and wet with snow or rain.

Once you reach the other bank,
You go away without looking back.
But I know you will come back some day.
So I grow old, waiting for you day and night.

I am a ferry boat.
You're my passenger.

6 comments:

rahina qh said...

wonderful poem. r.

thinker said...

Hi Rahina, glad you like it!

Cécile said...

I agree with Rahina,
it's wonderful :)

thinker said...

Hey Cécile, glad you like it!

BLACK AND WHITE said...

I agree with Rahina and Cécile, it's wonderful:)))
I like this turn of phrase: "I cross the river, hugging you in my arms."

thinker said...

Glad you like it BlackAndWhite!
I agree, it's quite beautiful, beautiful in an unusual way.