심예린  Sim Yerin

잉킴  Ing Kim

Silence, speculating on silence… I calmed down the sound of breathing coming from the silence. Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out…In ordinary days, I don’t pay attention to breath, and I become short of breath when I’m in a rush, but sometimes my mind smooths down as I hear the even sound of my breathing. Of course, momentary silence, relaxation, solace of my mind is not common. So, I take a deep breath, counting numbers like a mditator in a beginner level. My lung expands when breathing in; my lung diminshes when breathing out; oxygen spreads out into an artery when breathing in, and carbon dioxide spreads out into a vein when breathing out; the water sea sets in when breathing in, and the water sea sets out when breathing out;  I’m full of air when breathing in, and I imagine myself flying high. Tomorrow, morrow, orrow, row, row, I say mantra by heart like a pun. My mind was raged by the rainstorm and black as if the day didn’t break, but all dark clouds have a silvery sheen on it, and the sun comes up. So, with hope I draw a deep breath until then.