By Ihlwha Choi

A bird intending to leave flies away. If you fail to catch a bird fluttering, If you miss a ball ready to bounce away, That's because a bird has its own soul, Also, because a ball has its own freedom. A bird's soul and a ball's nature must be respected. If you want to confess your love, You must keep the right time. Just as there is a time when a poem is to be born, There is a time when a bird will hatch. A bird willing to be with you, finally sits next to you. If you catch a bird ready to flutter away, You would catch only a shabby feather-deprived thing. That's not an answer to the equation.
Ihlwha Choi is a South Korean poet. He has published multiple poetry collections, such as Until the Time When Our Love will Flourish, The Color of Time, His Song and The Last Rehearsal.
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Wise words, beautifully expressed.
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