PROLOGUE – Poetry, by Yun Dong-ju

PROLOGUE

Can look up at the sky until the day I die, without even a shred of shame. Even the wind passing through the leaves, I suffered. With the soul singing stars, I have to love all the things that go towards death. And then, the way that I was given, I will have to go. Also tonight, the stars are crying shaken by the wind.

(Yun Don-ju)