One and Only: You
I used to think that to love and to be loved are different.
But now I know that they are the same.
Because love brings the lover to union with the beloved.
What is the end of love?
Love has no end because the beloved has no end.
And the essence of love can have nothing to do with
What is sayable but performing.
Before your name entered my heart,
There were a million names.
Before I met you,
There were a million thoughts.
But I thought of you so often that all reduced to one and only.
You can exist without me but I cannot exist without you.
You stay in me until my last breath drops all I am carrying.
Between you and me,
There lingers an "I" which torments me.
When will it be possible to me,
That "I" will be absented from myself and presented with you?
When will "I" completely become you?
One and Only: You
By Sang-Bong Lee, Ph.D.
Philosopher & Poet
All rights reserved. Reprinted by permission of Sang-Bong Lee, 2000.
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