[Act 2, Chapter 1] A poem by the poet Jooseph, 226

drowsiness prevails
The focus is blurred.
No signal is captured.

Sailing is dissatisfying. Unexpected boredom is interrupted
by the long-time familiar route, and the engine groans painfully as the sun shines in the back light like the fading of the calm sea and the horizon.

As it enters the Andaman Sea following the Northern Equatorial Current
, a pile of yawns pours out. It is impossible to observe the weather with a compass in the east, west, south, or north
wherever it is.

Occasionally the light flashes. Each person is reassured for a long
time with their lives, and the walkie-talkie asks for a conversation.

Darkness sends starlight to darkness. The planet's hymns
resounding throughout the night sky As if trying to live in a heavenly kingdom beyond the galaxy ,

Stardust is falling The value reminds us of another existence, the subtle meaning of loss,
like the life of life .

Will we someday
fly from that invisible universe and say goodbye to our sorrows
from a dwarf country in one corner of the earth to
that distant galaxy again ?

The firefly flickers. Fireflies flicker and flicker
just like in their hometown rice paddy field when they were young . Dawn is ripening , a warning that is issued every once in a while into the sweet sleep of melon frost .

Like the sound of a bell in the wilderness, the whistle of a stomach
suddenly passes from somewhere
, the sound of a miracle on the outskirts of the city when I was young Ah, the envy and fear of the hazy future that
still flickers in front of my eyes…

The sea has not yet
embraced the pier.