- From Pastor Jung Myeong Seok’s ‘Poems of Inspiration vol.2’
The cold night grows deeper
and the long lonely night grows deeper.
The season has changed
so the snow is flying
and wild geese soar in the night sky.
When this time comes,
I reflect back on the year.
I wake and lift my head
and for the work that I couldn't get done,
I stay up all night long.
After a short moment,
the one month that is left will disappear
just like the cries of the scops owls disappear.
Youth and life, and everything that belongs to this year,
are all disappearing.
