10. The King: Eternal Monarch
Azaleas, Kim So-wol
When seeing me sickens you,
and you go;
gently, without a word, I shall send you on your way.
From Mount Yak in Yŏngbyŏn,
azaleas,
I will gather by the armful to scatter along your path.
Step by step,
on the strewn flowers of dedication,
tread lightly, softly as you go.
When seeing me sickens you,
and you go; though I die,
I’ll never shed one tear.