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Bio: Wansoo Kim achieved Ph. D. in English Literature from the graduate school of Hanguk University of Foreign Studies. He has published 7 poetry books. One poetry book, “Duel among a middle-aged fox, a wild dog and a deer” was a bestseller in 2012. He was granted the World Peace Literature Prize for Poetry Research and Recitation, presented in New York City at the 5th World Congress of Poets(2004). He published poetry books, “Prescription of Civilization” and “Flowers of Thankfulness“ in America(2019), received Geum-Chan Hwang Poetry Literature Prize in Korea(2019) and International Indian Award(literature) from WEWU(World English Writer’s Union)(2019). He published “Heart of God” in America(2020). He published an autobiography book, “Secrets and Fruits of Mission” and a poetry book, “Flowers of Gratitude”(2021). He received India’s Independence Day Literary Honors 2021”(2021). He published the Chinese version of his book, “Heart of God,” which reached Amazon bestseller #1(2022). He published a poetry book, “Captive of Crazy Love(2023).
Respiration
Even when I breathe in and out,
I feel your pulse.
It is my life, my comfort,
My hope and my blessing.
My breathing without your pulse
Is not only my sadness and frustration
But also the emptiness and curse of my life.
I, your captive,
Am the most blessed lover
Breathing with you forever.
A Butterfly
I envy you,
Who fly freely in the sky
And make love with pretty flowers.
When can I climb to the top of a steep life,
And shine a brilliant light
Receiving applause from so many people?
“The current glory
Is not everything in my life.
This blessing is a gift from the sky
In return for overcoming the bitter hardships
Of the caterpillar and the chrysalis.
Even if you’re climbing a hill of hardship now,
Don’t drop down and shed tears.
If you continue to dream and knock on the doors,
The one of the brilliant glory
The sky has prepared for you
Will surely open.”
A Mountain
Life
Is to climb an unknown mountain
That we have never climbed before.
There are rainy days,
But there are sunny days.
There are paths of steep hills,
But there are paths of fragrant flowers.
Sometimes with fantasies about the top,
Our hearts beat like those of adolescent boys.
But sometimes due to unexpected storms,
We drop down or shed tears.
The silent mountain
Whispers through breezes
Handing flower bouquets every season:
“Cheer up!
Life has both ups and downs.
The sun shines brighter after the rain.”
