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나는 누구인가?(35)

 

스스로 빚는 그릇

 

손끝마다 새로운 형태로 거듭나네.

 

세모진 날선 의지로,

마음 가는 대로 비뚤게나

바르게도 만들어지네.

 

맑은 물을 담으면 생명의 그릇

먼지만 쌓이는 무용한 존재

 

채움의 깊이에 따라 끝없이 변화하네.

 

어떤 모양새를 빚어낼지

조상께도, 하늘께도, 남에게도

 

평범한 옹기장이도

 

 

 

Who am I? (35)

 

I am

the vessel I shape with my own hands.

 

Though I once thought myself already formed,

with every touch I am born anew.

 

Squared by rigid thoughts,

sharpened by triangular will,

or softened into a circle of embrace—

I take form again and again.

Crooked, if left to wandering whims,

yet straight and true

when molded with care.

 

But this is not the end.

Pour in clear water, and I become a chalice of life.

Fill me with fragrance, and I stand as a vase of blossoms.

Leave me empty and forgotten,

and dust will claim me, useless.

Polish me with devotion,

and though empty, I shine with fullness.

 

As rain of learning falls, I brim anew.

As depth of filling grows,

so too my endless transformations.

 

Friend,

decide for yourself

what form you shall craft,

what essence you shall hold.

Do not hand the brush of creation

to ancestors, to heaven, or to others!

 

I am the vessel I shape myself.

Even a humble potter knows

this eternal truth.