Kinsley Lee

Hae-Dong Yong-Gung-Sa

On the beachside hill, it gracefully stands, the Yong-gung-sa Temple\'s, 
As white waves crash on the rocks, bouncing to be the bobbles.
Paper-prayers hang on lines, swaying in the breeze, 
Sailors yearn for journeys where their worries find release.

(10th, Oct.,2023, Kinsley Lee)