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When the sky was empty like the deep blue ocean,
I stopped and asked:
do you still remember the way you thought?
In the long, bright, and cold day sitting in a cafe
what you mumbled to yourself,
what you daydreamed into the thin air,
and what you have silently wished would happen,
did those come to you after all?
sliding through your fingers
like the silky sand of Saharan desert
maybe they’ve been filling your heart
with glimpses of smile, flashes of joy, and marks of stays.
3.30.2026
Do you know where you stand now?
Do you know what you really want?
Do you know what you believe in?
Let’s worry about the time later.
Let’s just live in the moment.
And each moment will build
as long as we accept and remember.
Yes, it may hurt. Yes, it may be confusing.
That’s why you need to study your memories
and make it your own
instead of letting it chase you down.
Right now,
Right here,
what are you?
3.29.2026
Upon encountering a sparkling light
I’ve come to face what had been hidden
under my blind spot.
A large black dog sat warily.
Unable to decide to bark or to wag its tail
it quietly sat there, staring with its dark eyes.
I sat down and stretch my hand to it.
One day, I hope to go on a walk to the park with it.
3.25.2026
To yearn something with your entire being
and know you have sought it in your own way
that may be enough
to face the morning light
and save your soul from its demanding light.
It seeks the answer
from the entirety of your memory.
Are you ready?
3.23.2026
One by one, we started to sit around a rectangular wooden table.
Through a glass window the sun laid its lazy sun ray over the table.
A glass jar of ice water glistened with sparkling sunlight
One by one, dishes arrived on black ceramic plates.
Aroma of olive oil, plump cheese, and fresh tomato filled the table.
Steel knives and forks clicked and clacked
a silently appreciation of deliciousness filled the air.
Then a burst of laughter here,
and a flash of smile there,
and in harmony, we breathed together.
As the sun kissed the horizon,
we wiped our table, gave thanks,
and one by one left the table,
full in soul and belly.
Yes, the night is coming.
We may never go back to where we were.
We may not see each other again.
So while the sun glistened,
we rejoiced, embraced, and celebrated together.
As we said goodbyes,
as if we would meet tomorrow,
we knew this was a good story
to carry through the unknown.
3.22.2026
To have the strength and resilience
to face the eternal familiarity with a new angle
to ignite with warmth and joy,
and to stay with each thought prudently and diligently.
To have the backbone strength to withstand setbacks
and a humble heart to appreciate the granular gifts.
To stare at the glorious yearning for greatness
and keep its warmth till the final moment.
To be honest even at the face of hurt, embarrassment, and ostracism.
I yearn for these as I lay my head to the ground
hoping to forgive my shortcomings,
to encourage for the days to come,
and to honor the memories of those who shared their souls with me.
3.21.2026
A golden sunlight slid through window sill.
A door creaked open into the hall way.
White light shines upon the kitchen
and over the huddled houses, crows flew in flock.
A hot water streamed from faucet,
filling the room with steam.
And I blinked.
Then rushed in the memories and emotions
of all the possibilities of the past, present, and future.
Hold it together — and I knew
every awaking moment counted
engraved into the memory
and to know the truth from the falsity.
3.20.2026
Like a bright sunlight,
two eyes of an owl glistened.
And I pondered upon the narrow path laid underneath.
A cold breeze washed away the bodily warmth
and I was reminded how fickle was the title.
And when I implored,
the song of the cells kept singing
for the promise of the brighter, warmer future.
And that kept my heart warm.
3.16.2026
It wasn’t an easy start.
I started to find a rhythm.
Not only from around myself,
but also from within —
the moments that cannot be captured by words
but only with each flash of moments
crisp, clear, and cold air, shards of valorant sunlight
piercing through the ocean-deep blue sky
dark silhouette of solemn trees and red-bricked apartments.
As if catching an atmospheric tidal wave
I caught on to the warmth — and knew I wasn’t alone;
I was connected to everyone from the past, present, and future.
United in one story, we danced.
One step forward, one step backward,
on, and on,
again,
and again.
3.13.2026
What does it take to walk the line
between inflaming into fiery rage
and sinking into bottomless abyss
when I am faced with injustice?
What does it take to “love thy neighbor”
if the mob is gobbling up everything in its way
taking the innocence, the peace, and the fairness with it
and no one’s there to witness your martyrdom?
What does it take to heal after the unfairness?
Distraction, destruction, or depression
does not appear to be the path forward.
How does one continue to move from it?
The answer, one that I can find for now,
is to move on. Continue with the path you’ve been on.
Make sure you reach your goal.
The tedious chatter will fall away
and the recognition will naturally follow.
And remember: watch what comes out of your heart. Not for others, but for your own sake.
3.12.2026
Ralph with Coffee 
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