come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
In silence, slowly we groove.
In solemn embracement of solitude and unity,
simultaneously protesting and acquiescing,
quietly, as the sun sets into depressing soft blue,
we smile in bitter agony and joy of what is coming,
honoring in whispers, the memories of fleeting,
knowing, it had been true,
leaving, without a trace left in the trough.
3.12.2025
Slow down a bit.
Take a whiff of that breeze.
Stare at the sky imbuing with orange sorbet.
Let go of the sand you held on to.
Rejoice in the memory of their smile.
Take a sip of a warm tea.
Close your eyes.
Savor the warmth.
Let it spread.
3.11.2025
Sweet things cause stomachache ,
smiling falsity belies sharp teeth.
There is no free lunch,
but be ready to give without asking.
Be aware of your own greed,
steadfast to remove your sweet tooth.
3.10.2025
Lost in a sandstorm,
yet the star alights.
Walking on a tightrope,
playfulness is the only way.
Many wrong turns
means the right one is close
(hopefully).
3.8.2025
Just because you are labeled as a villain,
it doesn’t mean you must act like a villain.
Let us keep our head down,
keep walking the long tunnel,
so that those who have a chance
will see the light, hear the wind, and relish the rain.
Rise, rise again.
On we go, to the fray we must face.
Rise, rise again.
Forward we go, against the fear and hatred.
Rise, rise again.
Unto another day, where another fate awaits.
3.7.2025
A child’s innocence dissipates
when he hears the tears roll from her eyes.
When his whimsical gesture turns into a vortex,
engulfing everything he has known,
that is when he know the agony.
An ocean trembles. A mountain weeps.
Staring sharply up towards the raining sky,
he vows: I will grow up. I won’t let this happen again.
3.6.2025
At first, it had an odd, curious stare.
So I stared at it back, with the same odd, curious stare.
Then it smiled, and hopped around,
pouncing lightheartedly here and there.
I pulled a funny face, and it giggled.
It pulled a funny face, and I laughed.
Perhaps, the world was not too dark, after all.
Perhaps it’s okay to enjoy the peace sometimes.
3.5.2025
What mattered wasn’t the score,
But the warmth we shared in the moment.
Intangible, ungraspable, amorphous,
yet changes the rule of the game we play.
Without the warmth, what does all this matter?
When you stand naked, can you withstand the truth?
Will you stand your ground or seek a refuge?
If you do not have courage to reveal your true self,
choose your words wisely before uttering them.
For every second of being alive asks you of your skin in the game,
stay lightfooted, stay hungry, stay curious.
The time will come. Be ready.
3.3.2025
Albeit momentary, it felt good.
To smile, to laugh, and to talk,
to be understood and to understand,
to see each other in the eye and breath,
to look into each other’s mind and lean in.
It was a delightful moment in life.
I am grateful for it
3.2.2025
If you keep digging deeper, faster enough,
you will reveal what is hurtful to your soul.
Unstoppable and irretrievable, it will churn.
Its growling grip keeping your eyes
searching for a respite.
Wrestling with it, you will learn to master it.
Once you have come out the other side,
You will have the eyes to see beyond surface,
hear the rhythm of the past, into the future,
and spine to withstand it all, with wisdom.
Keep your eyes set forward, and dig on.
3.1.2025
Ralph with Coffee 
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