A Blossom of Hope Within the DMZ

The DMZ (demilitarized zone)… a 4 kilometer buffer zone of the North-South Korean border. 2 kilometers belong to South Korea. The other two goes to the North.

The weekend before last, I stood on a tower looking out over the land of once great destruction. The tour guides and informational videos told the stories about the land where a grown man’s shooting game came to life. We saw the mountain that was painted red by the amount of blood shed. We saw the White Horse plateau whose top was chopped off by so many guns and military feet. We saw pictures of emotionally devastated children crying over their loved ones’ motionless bodies.

Within that all-day trip, we saw many things… but we also saw hope.

Can you tell where one ends and the other begins?

The land that was once the Korean War’s main battleground is now a home for some endangered species. Birds fly freely across the borders. The land creatures sleep underneath the trees’ shadows. As I looked around the land, I did not see a geographical border. North Korea and South Korea looked the same. If nature can move on and if we are part of nature, is it possible for us to move on? Is it possible that the Korean War will one day end? I’m not siding on either side of the Korean reunification argument, but I am wondering what is the purpose for this ‘war’ to continue. What good is it providing the majority other than an adrenaline-driving tourist attraction? Maybe these DMZ creatures are showing that one day, this site will no longer be ‘living history’.