Peotry : The Hunting (The Huntsman’s Pause)
The Hunting
The Hunting
The Hunting (The Huntsman’s Pause)
In crimson coat, with hands behind,
He stands so still, his thoughts unlined.
No hound, no horn, no hurried chase,
Just silence draped in time and space.
He stands so still, his thoughts unlined.
No hound, no horn, no hurried chase,
Just silence draped in time and space.
Above the hills, the evening glows,
Three ducks take flight where soft wind blows.
Their wings carve whispers through the air,
A fleeting grace, beyond compare.
Three ducks take flight where soft wind blows.
Their wings carve whispers through the air,
A fleeting grace, beyond compare.
He watches long, then bows his head,
A hunter lost in thoughts unsaid.
Perhaps the chase was never meant,
Perhaps the sky is all he’d spent.
A hunter lost in thoughts unsaid.
Perhaps the chase was never meant,
Perhaps the sky is all he’d spent.
사냥 (사냥꾼의 멈춤)
진홍의 코트, 뒷짐 진 손,
고요히 서서, 무념한 눈.
개도 없고, 나팔도 없고,
쫓는 걸음도 사라졌네.
언덕 너머 저녁은 빛나고,
바람 타고 오리 셋 날아가네.
날갯짓이 속삭임을 새기며
덧없는 아름다움 스쳐 가네.
바람 타고 오리 셋 날아가네.
날갯짓이 속삭임을 새기며
덧없는 아름다움 스쳐 가네.
그는 오래 바라보다 고개를 숙이네,
말 없는 생각 속 사냥꾼.
어쩌면 쫓음은 허상이었고,
그가 소모한 건 하늘뿐이었으리.
말 없는 생각 속 사냥꾼.
어쩌면 쫓음은 허상이었고,
그가 소모한 건 하늘뿐이었으리.
