Knots are ugly
out of fear first,
from curiosity later.
Are you scars?
No, you became eyes.
I see eyes thru knots.
May I announce you to the world?
Eyes to see around
To see trees, water, new roads
To see birds, animals, humans
You see the Nature without moving.
'Two-eye tree! '
Stand still
Speak loud
To let people know
'You are not scars, but eyes to the world.'
- Wonsomang, August 1,2021
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