A city mild and tender,
The lovable hues of spring,
I place in my heart to bring.
A place to sweat and reflect,And life’s lesson to dissect,
A place where one can ponder,
To evoke unique wonder.
A beacon of light I see,In winter gloom only glee,
Of lover’s plead sanctity,
To love in all honesty.
Walk in wonder of bright light,That blends in silence of night.
Unfounded darkness is tight,
In such memorable sight.
Namsan Tower at Night
A traditional Korean house at Namsan near the beginning of jogging trail.
The lush greeneries in the mountain.
The jogging trail in Namsan is lined with this stream.
The rustling of the waters is very relaxing to the ear.