Useless but loving

I like those who lie in hospital beds

thinking that they are useless
but appreciate all the small acts of kindness of friends and families
I like those who moves slowly in wheelchairs
saying excuse me, pardon me with their eyes
still enjoys the fall sunset, praising the Creator
I like those babies doing nothing but being cute
without demanding “Adore me!” but being adored
as if their job is to be loved
They are like blank space in oriental paintings
make the whole universe complete
without doing something but just being
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Peach Tree

I have a peach tree

I can see many peaches hanging there
When did it happen?
I have walked by it everyday
I did not water them
I did not even look at them carefully
When did it happen?
Must be at night
when I sleep every night
The tree must have invited all kinds of
winds, birds, sunlight, and water
Wait, sunlight at night?
Well, mysterious things happen
I do not know anything
who know? Secret sunlight may come at night
I wonder what happen under the ground
What I see is just many peaches
hanging there to serve birds, animals, and my family
They may not know my plan for Harvest
but I will harvest them anyway because they are ripe and juicy
They will be great for many occasions!
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Thanksgiving

My job is being loved 

First by my creator then by my parents

Now by my family and friends

By my furry friends


Then by wind and sun

By the leaves and flowers

By the trees and fruits

By the flowing streams and brooks 


I am getting old and weak

Forgetful and clumsy 

Big belly and wobbly legs

Wrinkled face and dim eyes

Still loved


Sinner throughout the whole life

Selfish most of the time

Wandering around without knowing 

But I know one thing that I am loved by you!

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I saw the light

When I see the light

I drop the stone that I had held for a long time

looking for someone to be a target


I would dump my anger

my despair and sorrow

onto the target creature of the divine


I wanted to find excuses of all my misfortunes

all my wrongdoings from there

not to blame myself


When I see the light

I see my naked soul

it was a sinner’s cry


I cannot blame God

I would not blame my neighbors

I know that it was my hand with stones


In the light

I planted an acorn

Now it is a forest of acorns


Every morning I can

smell the acorns with the image

of love and peace everywhere.

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All are beautiful 

In this season of harvest 

Under the blue sky


Do not regret, saying

You have wasted your time

You have gathered nothing


You are the fruit

You are the pride

Of the Creator


You are the old beauty

With wrinkles and aching body

With pure smile of the mortal


Wind can sweep you away like fallen leaves 

Autumn sun light can dry you up like a spider web

Star light can tinkle you like an acorn rolled by a squirrel 


Do not cry

Over the passing of lives 

All are beautiful and you are 

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Stars at night

Grandmother, great grand mother

All mothers before them

Are shining in daylight

When we do not see them 


At night

When all the glittering success fade away

They start talking 

About their joys and memories


Listening to them all night

Is my life 

That brings me to life

For a dusty construction day

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Gardening

I embraced your dreams that you planted

I water them and grew them as a faithful gardener

Then I wait

Wait for the rain of grace

Wait for the sun-light-heat of love

Wait for the sign of life


Now when the temperature invites frost

They bring their fruits

Waiting for harvests

Waiting for the feasts for all

Waiting for the hungry guests 


There will be joyful hosts

Laughters and giggles

Busy servants

Stories to tell

And a big circle of love 

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Forgotten fruits

Trees are never tired of producing 

uneaten, unmattered fruits 

They keep repeating the same old patterns

without any excuse


I feel safe and secured

when I tread upon those small

smashed fruits under my feet

feeling their scream of silence


With those small unnoticed plants

They become pride of thousands of gardens of old farmers

waiting to be named and described in a poem


Until that time

they will appear again next autumn

smashed and tread upon again

with timeless joy and hope

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Cross

One by one

families and friends passed away

as an invitation for me to come


to the still place

where we can find peace together

without racism, wild-fire, COVID-19, and turmoils in Afghanistan


We are all connected

to the One who gives and takes away

forms, sizes, colors, and tones of our bodies


Beyond all those diverse beauty

is the inner beauty

the image of God we all share


The image that we have destroyed for long long time

the image shattered by the waves and winds of the water

the image restored at the center of the Cross


When all the nails are nailed down

and the crown of thorns was put on

we will weep at the bottom of the Cross


For the sins we have committed

for the mistakes that we have made

for the indifference that we have displayed


as we scratch the doors to be open

waiting for us to be accepted

lonely and alone

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Fire and stars

Because of the smoke

my eyes are itching

my nose is stuffed


I realized that this morning smoke

was somebody’s home yesterday

someone was playing with her pet

families sat around the table


Now they all floated into my garden

to plead their innocence

to report to me that they were once alive

loved and touched


They do not just want to be called

Dixie Fire or Clear Lake Fire

someone still remember their stories

they can be stars and shine their lights

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Joy of Living

Sungho Lee

I do not own you, God!

You are the Creator

I am your creature.


I do not own you, trees

You have been here long before I am

I am a visitor of your garden


I do not own you, birds

You are fellow travelers with me

You come and go, so do we


I do not own you wind

I am a beneficiary of your travel

You freely move and I feel you now and then


I own nothing

I enjoy every life

I enjoy God!

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Transition

Wherever you go, 

you go inside of your soul

It is not a place

It is your relationship with God


Things change

according to the seasons

relationships are moving

because we are growing


What matters is love

that we have in God

all the creatures show

images of God


Wherever you go

meet God there

enjoy the encounter

that gives you life

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