my happy place is the present.

but at times,

to water the dryness that i find myself breathing -

i turn to the tiny crack within,

that still long for rejuvenation,

that still long to be wholly inspired,

to be shaken, to be clarified

so that i can

once again,

find that glimmer of hope

in the cracks of the sidewalks

or in the shrub of flowers in the metropolitan seoul,

so that i can see the new morrow in a new perspective

through -

the constantly changing kaleidoscope.

meehyoe koo