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Collected Works & Thoughts of Bryant McGill
I See the Flower of Kim Chun-su
I shall speak his name, Kim Chun-su, like that spoken of the flower.
Now, no more than a mere whisper; will he come to me - in my heart, and become my flower?
Can you see him now, hiding in the mountains so far away, And can you hear his whispers, in the surf of southern Korea?
Forget everything you thought you knew about him, forget what you think you know now, your belief, that is he gone -
Let us not believe in those ideas, but believe only in this moment.
His poetry of no meaning a pure thought of the true meaning, now speak his name with me and become his flower
Kim Chun-su a golden, happy child of Chungmu who became something to you and I
What we all wish to become an unforgettable gaze Can you see him?
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