Wansoo Kim writes

Life

Grass 
Which lives eating dreams 
And disappears like dreams.

Without eating dreams, 
It’ll be fallen leaves 
Blooming only flowers of tears 
Withering or getting sick.  

But with eating dreams without stopping, 
It’ll bloom a flower 
Touching the hearts of all the people 
With its own fragrance, 
Even though shaken and soaked 
By the storms.

The sky often whispers 
No flowers bloom 
without being shaken or soaked.

Aquis IV -- Robert Porazinski