Friend

in a world of aliens,
I felt we were the only ones
who remained the same
as we were in our childhood.
I could only hear their words,
yet I felt as though
I was staring into their eyes
and felt their unspoken griefs.
I drew our my words,
but quickly I learned
that’s not what they need,
but my listening, witnessing
her presence in this world.

8.7.2023

Measure

what is the true measure?
how do we know whether
we did the right thing or not?
at the end of a long walk,
how would you react
when someone tells you
you walked a wrong way?
would you choose to believe it?
what guides your truth?
what guides your values,
your principles?
at the end of the day,
what will you do with what you find?
do you have what it takes to see
what is real?

8.4.2023

Beginning

staring into the dot,
I saw only the dot.
the more I stared at it though,
I started to see something else.
I started to appreciate how it stays here
when it could have been anywhere.
I appreciate how it encompasses opposite
of blankness.
I appreciate how we all are eventually
a dot, like itself, when seen from far, far away.
I started to see the world, the life, all encompassed.
I appreciated the dot.

8.3.2023