come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
did you know the life was so fickle,
that it would be a burst of flame,
and blazing trails through atmosphere,
until one early morning under the dawn
like the stoic statue on a mountain
overlooking a bustling city
you stop moving.
only the second before the moment
should you relish the process
and it will all have been worthwhile.
12.2.2022
for those who have exhausted everything
under the broad day light,
is there a word for them?
a word to describe
what they have seen,
what they have felt,
and what they have chosen to do?
to live each day,
with both eyes wide open,
bearing thousands of battle scars,
to remember all that have happened
it may be too much of a toll to be burdened with.
nevertheless, we stay awake,
to seek the truth,
to be responsible for our entity,
and to adhere to our belief and principles.
let both levity and gravity be in unity.
for this longest brevity.
12.1.2022
underneath the murky discontent,
I wonder what’s causing my unwillingness
to continue the work that I want to do.
is it the slow frostbite of loneliness?
is it the dessiccation of gratitude?
At home, it’s too hard to work.
I need a better control of “break time”
11.30.2022
Ralph with Coffee 