Butterflies are nature's angels. They remind us what a gift it is to be alive.

In a forest of a hundred thousand trees, no two leaves are alike. And no two journeys along the same path are a like

Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky

Look with open eyes and you will see the beauty of waterfall.

The river was beautiful and wise. There were the two of them being happy in a new way. For here, there was no man, no woman, no master, no yellow, no black, no white. We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

Slow motion low level shot of ripples in a puddle in Seoul at days.

Summer Sunset behind Grain Silo

I find that the harder I work, the more luck I seem to have.