Master Woo Myung Poem – Sailboat
The passing sailboat
may look peaceful, detached, and beautiful,
but it is not so for the sailboat.
Pushing through the blue waves,
with its white sails raised,
it is lonely.
When man rides a sailboat
and speaks of heaven, pretending to be detached,
it is also a type of loneliness.
What is loneliness?
It is what people do not know,
what they are ignorant of.
Being without any accompanying passengers
is also loneliness.
-Woo Myung-
