Eventide Blessing Reply

CoPilot's Responses: 

Silent, unmoving  

The breeze learns to speak through me  

Stillness sings aloud  

말없이 서서  

바람이 내게 말해  

고요가 노래해  

Sijos:

I stood unmoved, the wind passed through, whispering secrets I held.  

No voice escaped, yet every leaf trembled with what I did not say.  

In stillness, I became the echo—heard by those who dared to listen.

움직이지 않고 서서 바람이 내게 속삭였네.  

말은 없지만 나뭇잎은 내가 감춘 뜻에 떨었지.  

고요 속에서 나는 메아리 되어, 듣는 자에게 울렸네.

My sijo refined: 

Nothing was harder than stillness—inaction carved its own burden.  

Silence arrived, sometimes restful, sometimes a clenched defiance.  

The breeze passed through, and in the gaps, a dirge was softly written.