REFLECTION
by Min Park
In quiet moments, I often find,
A reflection of thoughts within my mind.
Like ripples spreading on a tranquil lake,
Memories surface, for goodness sake.
The sun dips low, painting skies with fire,
As dreams ignite, fueling my desire.
To chase the stars, to reach for the moon,
And dance with shadows, arriving soon.
But in this dance, I stumble and fall,
Lost in darkness, beyond recall.
Yet, a glimmer of hope begins to gleam,
A guiding light, a vibrant dream.
I rise again, with newfound grace,
Embracing flaws, leaving no trace.
For in reflection, I understand,
The beauty of life, hand in hand.