The peach trees bloom seven times a year

The peach trees bloom seven times a year

Bak Jong-Bok

 

The peach trees bloom seven times a year

 

As peach blossoms

 

As fallen blossoms

 

As fresh greens

 

As peach fruits

 

As maple leaves

 

As fallen leaves

 

As snow flakes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lost myself in the middle of road

Bak Jong-Bok

 

I lost my self (self lost)

I forget me (self forget)

Now I am not I (un-myself)

Therefore there is not I at all (nothing-I)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rain of Love

Bak Jong-BOK

 

Oh, rain of love

On the dry heart of mine

Like whispering sweet rain in Spring

Like a pouring shower in Summer

Drench me to the skin by early or late rain*

 

Let rain of love fall on me

Pour your love like pouring water**

 

I am thirsty of your love

Take my love for you

I will give you my soul and heart

Who can stop the love toward you,

Even death can stop it?***

 

 

*Deuteronomy 11:14

**Hymn 301‐2

***Hymn 323-1

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Peach blossom blooms and falls

 

One who left when peach blossom bloomed

One who promised to come back when peach fruit ripens

How many times peach blossom blooms and falls

Tears stand in my eyes holding the peach tree branch

Ari ari sri sri arario

Cross over the Ari Ari Mountain Pass

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The suffering and relief(nirvana)

 

After lunch food stuck between teeth

How uncomfortable it is

 

But putting out that by means of teeth brushing or tooth pick

How refreshing it is

 

The suffering is same as the stuck food between teeth

The relief (say nirvana) is same as refreshing after putting

out stuck food.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Until now I can live along

 

Until now I can live along

is my Lord’s great Grace

How dare I can express unlimited God’s Love

Awaking or sleeping Lord’s right hand always

protect my path

All things will be fulfilled in my God

 

Although weak in body and mind

I can live by new strength God gives

God’s grace like pouring waters is sufficient

Walking through the street without love,

rough mountain path

Holding God’s hands

I will go on singing hymns

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Honesty is not the best policy

 

Honesty is the best policy?

No

Honesty is not the best policy

Telling lies skillfully at times is the best

 

Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable⁕

You must learn to tell lies in good sense skillfully

Honesty may hurts both of you and her

 

An opened letter is not a mystery any more

It can not attract others interest

Conceal your secrets and inner self until you die

 

Tell lies as if nothing happens

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What is Love?

 

Love is burning thirst

Love is unsatisfying hunger

Love is a passing fever?

Love is a lie?

Love is a thunderstorm in Summer?

 

Five loaves of bread and two small fish

can feed five thousand by love.*

Love conquers all

Amor vin-cit om-nia**

 

What I only know is love

Love is answer to all questions

Finally I realized that

God is love

Love is God

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Money is

 

Money is good to use good

But money is the worst to use bad

Maybe money makes the mare go

But money is not everything

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Shopping is a kind of orgasm.

 

Ladies experience orgasm while buying things,

especially buying expensive things

The more expensive things, the more intensive orgasm.

In that means shopping of expensive things is not waste

 

When going abroad tour

eating, showing, and shopping is three pleasures of trip, you know