Korea is my beautiful shining rose,
With very sharp thorn,
That pierce my heart every day.
To truly love a place or someone.
You need to learn everything you can about them.
Both their beauty and ugliness is what makes them whole.
You need to touch their hand,
Look into their eyes.
And see their Soul.
I still have much to grasp,
About this land, I drift to in my dreams.
I need to fly home to my distant past, to Joseon.
Korea is my beautiful shining rose,
That, I will touch one day in this life or the next.
Copyright © 2017 All Rights Reserved. Ronald J Chapman
Feb 6, 2017
Feb 6, 2017 at 1:14 PM UTC
Korea is my beautiful shining rose,
With very sharp thorn,
That pierce my heart every day.
To truly love a place or someone.
You need to learn everything you can about them.
Both their beauty and ugliness is what makes them whole.
You need to touch their hand,
Look into their eyes.
And see their Soul.
I still have much to grasp,
About this land, I drift to in my dreams.
I need to fly home to my distant past, to Joseon.
Korea is my beautiful shining rose,
That, I will touch one day in this life or the next.
Copyright © 2017 All Rights Reserved. Ronald J Chapman
