Open

as if opening a plugged sink hole,
I opened my attention to others.
as if a visiting storm, words flew by.
I stood and caught them all,
trying to read what it means underneath.
they were concerned.
they were frustrated.
they were reminiscing.
when I saw them,
they saw me seeing them.
and it was a good feeling
like a clear quiet sun ray after the storm.

7.27.2023

Blueprint

measure twice, cut once.
I should have followed the advice.
what is it then,
that pulled me to jump head-first
into this unknown?
when I came out at the end of the finish line,
all I see is a foot steps of a blind man
not seeing the obvious path.
yet, I would tell myself,
learning from the past broadens our horizon,
but it’s the courage to venture into the unknown
that demands beyond the wise man’s two cents.

7.26.2023

Adventure

to go outside or to stay inside?
this is one of my most frequent questions.
Should I stay and try to read or write,
cultivating my inner world,
or should I venture outside,
and live in the moment?
both have plausible arguments.

today, I chose to venture outside.
The sky was clear pastel blue,
the white foam of clouds here and there,
the wind blew once in a while.
I glided through roads on my bike,
eventually arriving at a corner of a tourist spot.

I got off my bike and locked it on a bike stand.
a neon-blue van parked next to a cafe,
and the sound of a generator rumbling filled the street.
I walked up to the window and ordered:
a shaved ice with deathly bright colors of syrups.
I thought of four years ago in Hawaii,
slurping it, reminiscing my childhood years.

when all the ice melted away,
only the artificial sweetener is left
As I rode back, I wondered,
“was it truly worth $7?”
for having made myself live for this moment,
Yes, I believe it was worth every penny.

7.23.2023