Sabaydii,
 Euay Bounheng: It is too bad that I am going to be at the conference for only
Friday and Saturday. I will arrive in late Thursay and depart for home in the
early afternoon of Sunday. That means I won't have time for anything except be at
the conference.
Dokmai: it is great to have you back. Know what? I do miss your poem. It does a
nice ring to it.
Below is a free verse to share it with you all.
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Searching

With the loose bag
On my shoulder
I trot along the road
Leaving behind
Miles and miles of trees, rivers,
Houses, and mountains.

Where am I going?
To the fading horizon
Everyone is dreading
To the groundless ground
No one has ever heard of
And to search for the elusive SatJa
Ever coming, ever going.

Where am I now?
Still on the road
Sometimes wondering
What am I doing here
Still tired
For I go nowhere
And still confused
For my future looks bleak.

Everything seems to go down the drain
Really?

With the loose bag
On my shoulder
I trot along the road
Leaving behind
Miles and miles of trees, rivers,
Houses, and mountains...
                                                        Kongkeo Saycocie