Love's Silence Love has gone.  Ah, my love has gone. He has left, shaking me off, and breaking the green mountain light along the small path toward the maple grove.  The old promise that was firm and bright as golden flowers has been carried away like cold dust by a breath of breeze. The memory of the keen first kiss has receded, changing my fate's course.  Your sweet voice has deafened me and your fair face has blinded me. Love after all is a human affair; so i feared our parting when we first met.  But this parting has been too sudden, and my surprised heart is bursting with fresh sorrow.  To make parting a source of idle tears ill only mar love itself. So I have poured the hopeless sorrow into a keg of new  hope.  As we dread parting when we meet, so we believe in reunion when we part. Ah, my love has gone, but I have not let him go. A love-song that cannot bear its own music hovers over the love's silence.                                                   Yong-Woon Han * Home * Profile * Life's Delights * Pictures * Journal * Wisdom * * Faith * Arts & Lit * Books * Korean Food * Recipes * Links * "The difference between involvement and commitment is like an eggs-and-ham breakfast: the chicken was involved - the pig was committed." Unknown