#Sijo #poetry #Korean
We move through life in our own small bubble, interacting
With others within their confines, bumping up against them.
Loving, hating, liking, and disliking, we flow in our own stream.
Yet we are alone; we are born this way, and we die this way.
Birth, life, and death are inevitable to the human journey.
What comes next? The end, or a blessed rebirth, a renaissance?
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2025
VIXEN of VERSE 