In Jeju…

Heavenly End.

The sky has fallen.

 It was contained in the Baeknokdam

 Take out the white clouds

You have

 On blue drawing paper

I sprinkled it gently.

 I was hiding somewhere

 The cries of the horse’s rakes

Jumping out

 Running endlessly to the sea

It was a big heart,

With a large stream of water

 When it falls before us

The sleeping earth awakens

 Calling the spring breeze

I opened the path of the Yellow Dream,

Towards the vast Pacific Ocean

 I stand to meet you.