축복들 
                                이한중
 

비내리는 일요일 아침,
어둡기만 하다.
스튜디오 참문을 활짝 열어본다.
우수수,
뒷뜰 숲, 잎사귀들, 요란스럽다.
우수수, 우수수,
내가슴, 어느새 흥건히 파고들어 적시는구나.
 
온갖가지 지난날들의 추억들이 엄습해온다.
내귀에 익숙한 브람스의 바이올린 콘첼토,
그 선율, 멜로디들은 온 방안을 순식간에 채우고
저 창넘어 숲으로 퍼져가
어느새, 우수수, 우수수,
심포니가 되어버리는구나.
 
침침하나, 아직도,
저 한여름의 초록을 흡수할수있는 視力,
예민하지 못하나, 아직도,
브람스의 멜로디들, 빗방울 소리들,
우수수, 숲의 숨소리를
들을수 있는 聽力,
누구에겐가 감사해본다.
 
이른 아침에 일어나면,
또 밤이와 누울때면,
그 누구엔가 감사의 기도를
으레, 자연스럽게 이가슴으로 올리게되고,
하루종일토록 그분과 가까히 지내고싶은
이 간절한 마음,
Mother Earth와 작별할 날이
가까워지고 있음을 의식할때마다
더욱더 眞心이 되어 가는구나.
 
아무것도 모르던, 千方地軸,
어린소년으로 돌아가는구나.
아주 옛날, 흐미한 기억의 유년시절로 돌아가
부모님의 따스한 사랑을 먹고 자라던
그 시절로 돌아가는 느낌이구나.
 
오, 이 축복의 비오는 일요일 아침,
저 숲의 숨소리, 우수수, 우수수,
저 브람스의 간절한 선율들,
저 초록의 찬란함,
저 두꺼운 구름짱들 위에서 
반짝이는 뜨거운 태양,
그분의 사랑을 내게,
이 가슴에 말해주는구나.

.... 2012년, 8월 5일, 일요일

I woke up 5:30 AM, at dawn, Saturday, September 3, 2016.

I slipped out of bed without disturbing my lady's sleep, came downstairs,

opening the art studio sliding door, letting in the early morning fresh air out of the woods,

appreciating the beginning of dawn on this signature Michigan Labor Day weekend of celebration.

It is going to be sunny, the high temperature in mid 70's.

Before long, I hear noise upstairs, indicating my lady is waking up.

Before long, I checked my I-Pad and found out she sent me the above beautiful poem by Henry David Thoreau,

which I put on on this page.

I found my old poem I wrote 4 years ago that I'm sharing with you once again.

Henry David Thoreau (see name pronunciation; July 12, 1817 – May 6, 1862) was an American essayist, poet, philosopher, abolitionist, naturalist, tax resister, development critic, surveyor, and historian. A leading transcendentalist,^[2] Thoreau is best known for his book Walden, a reflection upon simple living in natural surroundings, and his essay Resistance to Civil Government (also known as Civil Disobedience), an argument for disobedience to an unjust state.

Thoreau's books, articles, essays, journals, and poetry total over 20 volumes. Among his lasting contributions are his writings on natural historyand philosophy, where he anticipated the methods and findings of ecology and environmental history, two sources of modern-day environmentalism. His literary style interweaves close natural observation, personal experience, pointed rhetoric, symbolic meanings, and historical lore, while displaying a poetic sensibility, philosophical austerity, and "Yankee" love of practical detail.^[3] He was also deeply interested in the idea of survival in the face of hostile elements, historical change, and natural decay; at the same time he advocated abandoning waste and illusion in order to discover life's true essential needs.^[3]

He was a lifelong abolitionist, delivering lectures that attacked the Fugitive Slave Law while praising the writings of Wendell Phillips and defending abolitionist John Brown. Thoreau's philosophy of civil disobedience later influenced the political thoughts and actions of such notable figures as Leo Tolstoy, Mahatma Gandhi, and Martin Luther King, Jr.

Thoreau is sometimes cited as an anarchist.^[4] Though Civil Disobedienceseems to call for improving rather than abolishing government—"I ask for, not at once no government, but at once a better government"^[5]—the direction of this improvement points toward anarchism: "'That government is best which governs not at all;' and when men are prepared for it, that will be the kind of government which they will have."^[5] Richard T. Drinnonreproaches Thoreau for his ambiguity when writing on governance, noting that Thoreau's "sly satire, his liking for wide margins for his writing, and his fondness for paradox provided ammunition for widely divergent interpretations of 'Civil Disobedience'."^{[6](from Internet)}

If your morning feels wonderful and peaceful spontaneously without knowing why,

that means you (or anyone) must have found the true happiness and peace in your life.

That is the ultimate goal of a retired life.

It is the God's blessing that so many people try to pray to get again, again, and again.

No matter how hard or how much one may pray,

if one's mind is not open and ready to receive it, one will never get it.

Just begging won't do anything. You have to take care of yourself first.

I guess one is the only one who is ultimately responsible in getting his blessings, not anyone else.

The faith that spontaneously comes from one's own mind, is the true faith.

The faith that is forcibly fed, shoved in, bought or sold, or brain-washed

by other people or religious organizations, is no faith at all.