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)
- Author: Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: October 20th, 2023 08:20
- Category: Short story
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Comments1
Good write K.
Hi! Orchidee
Thank you for your kind comments.
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