Moving Forward


Life is a constant battle of
dealing with pitfalls
We grow mature as we
learn to turn trouble
into an inspiration
that propels our lives

I wrote this long ago to guide myself because learning to turn trouble into an
inspiration without anger or frustration is not easy.  Even now that I’m older it’s
still true to me.

(by Byung A. Fallgren)

The Photos

A moment of the newly wed family.
My daughter shied away from the camera.

Daddy and the daughter.  It’s as if
she was suddenly born on the day Mom and
Daddy got married.

One of the glacier peaks at the Glacier National Park in Montana.  As we drove through the park I took the photo.
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Kootenal National Forest.
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Beautiful gathering in the bottom of a stream.

(by Byung A. Fallgren.




Going for the Wedding

tree red roses with two wedding rings

Participating in a wedding–directly or indirectly–is what most of us experience more
than once in our lifetime.  And each time it brings so much excitement and joy to us.
My daughter’s wedding will be in the coming week.  She waited until her daughter turned almost one year old.  (groan)  She just learned to walk, and might be a flower girl.
Time goes by fast.  It seems only a few years ago, not decades, when I married.  What a joy of getting old!  When I return, I’ll have a photo or two to show to the millions of my friends–actually not that many though, I am grateful to have them.

(by Byung A. Fallgren)

In the Wind (#2)

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Morning unfolds, gently touching
my numbed wings by the chill, windy night,
encouraging me to go outside to the sunlight

I crawl out the refuge to sunbathe,
unaware of the imminent danger of
becoming a prey of a black bird
then the usual lady came to rescue me
Thankful but I drag myself away

My wings begin to regain strength
when suddenly it showered on me
she jerks the garden hose
It’s you again, butterfly!
Lovingly she stares at me

I then see my ex-lover flies by,
looking gorgeous as ever
I hurry after her, hoping we get together again,
without getting shot down by the garden-hose-rain,
for unpredictable and jealous is the lady’s mind


Observing this butterfly reminds me that humans and animals, including insects, share
similarity in many aspects of life.  Buddhists believe in reincarnation after death; we reincarnate in any forms:  birds, animals, etc.  They chase pesky insects away, instead of killing, using smoke or scent.  It’s good to know that despite the mass killings committed
by certain groups nowadays, respect for life is still alive and well not only by religious groups but also good people in general.

(by Byung A. Fallgren.  Byung A. Fallgren’s Blog.)

In the Wind


My wings are vulnerable to the cold wind
as my heart bleeds for the estranged lover
The only strength in me is butterfly instinct
that guides me in the wind

I live by the rule of Nature,
enjoy being me, my ability
as the shrubs grow, loving sun
with joy of providing the shelter
to the weary one

It’s getting dark and the wind
bellows in the juniper,
me clinging onto the leaf for my life,
amazed by the sudden change
as if our separation isn’t enough a pain

I fear the long night, predators,
the lady with a camera

After the windy night
will come the warm morning light

When my wings warm again
I’ll fly to her, my dream; it won’t be vain

(by Byung A. Fallgren.  Byung A. Fallgren’s Blog.)