An excerpt from the poem “That I clench my fist”
by Lee, Chang Hoo.
I clench my fist not to fell a firmly rooted tree,nor to catch a fish rushing into calm water,nor to spout flame from my soaring breast,nor to put on wings that I might fly to lofty areas.
But that I may enter from the small, quiet place inside my tightly clenched, softly trembling fist into the way towards a boundless life opening endlessly before my eyes.