Wandering Way

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Writer’s Notes
Letting alone the fact that I received no formal training in writing poetry, I’m scared of having to write one. Unskilled and inexperience, I never thought that I would ever record poems on paper and not even attempt to publish them.

Yet, verses start to pop up in head every once in a while. For the sake of curiosity, I wrote bits and pieces down. And, here they are, finding their way into my blog.

That said, I wrote this particular poem around summertime of this year. It was written in Vietnamese of course. After having much trouble in finding an appropriate Vietnamese title for it, I decided to name it “Wandering Way” in English instead.

Roughly translated, it literally means that life is a crossroad and people are travelers. Under the darkness of the night, one would rely on the moonlight to guide the way.

This poem carries a simple message. The point to get across is that although we walk on a different path of life, we all can seek for guidance and strength from our faith in our most despair time.