Little Prince Heejung Park

In spring, I can see life from the green leaves of trees, from the sprouts of plants, and from the buds of flowers. Now I see life and hear the voice of life. The color of green is energy. The energy is life. Therefore, spring is life. Now, life is everywhere which is precious enough. Now I talk with the lives. Hello dear. 

Now, in spring, I see the voice of life and also see the little prince Heejung Park at 3 or 4 years old returning back to the old times. And I see heaven. 

"I tell you the truth, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven."

Lord, reverse me, especially my depraved eyes in pursuit of earthly greed and outer appearance, not inner beauty. Restore us from earthly temptation, despair, wounds, sickness, and death. 

Now, I can see the voice of spring, little prince Heejung Park, and heaven in my mind when I look at these little wild flowers which have endured and survived the a freezing winter like death.