The following is a translation of my poem:

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I miss mountains

I miss mountains.

I miss trees,
breathing alive in mountains.

I miss the silence,
hidden among trees.

I miss watery shadows
of drooped leaves,
reflected upon waters.

And I miss you, myself,
once stood among them.

An Ancient Tree

In thick snows,
Under the blazing sunray,
In shattered winds,
Under the fading sunset,
By scattered clouds,
Under exploding thunders,

There standing an ancient tree,
of which heart is
with no surprise.

Poem by Yun Lee
(English translation by Sonya Chang)