Like a film of dusts layering on a desk
on a summer afternoon,
before you notice what has happened,
your hands are darkened with smears.
So you must clean,
a ritual after a ritual,
to renew yourself as you move forward.
8.12.2025
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
So much can be communicated in silence.
It’s the eyes, the tilting of head, and how the lips move.
It’s in the written words, how the mind operates is revealed.
You feel the warmth, you feel the patience.
There’s no edges, there’s acceptance, and the rejoicing.
Let us march on. Let us keep going. Let us carry on.
8.4.2025
Only after I’ve met my limit,
I began looking at others with curiosity.
For they must be as mortal as I am,
how are they getting by with this world?
While some were less interesting than others,
I’ve met ones whose worlds were grander.
It’s a humbling and grateful experience
to have shared a moment with such people.
8.2.2025
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