Damage

What does it take to walk the line

between inflaming into fiery rage

and sinking into bottomless abyss

when I am faced with injustice?

What does it take to “love thy neighbor”

if the mob is gobbling up everything in its way

taking the innocence, the peace, and the fairness with it

and no one’s there to witness your martyrdom?

What does it take to heal after the unfairness?

Distraction, destruction, or depression

does not appear to be the path forward.

How does one continue to move from it?

The answer, one that I can find for now,

is to move on. Continue with the path you’ve been on.

Make sure you reach your goal.

The tedious chatter will fall away

and the recognition will naturally follow.

And remember: watch what comes out of your heart. Not for others, but for your own sake.

3.12.2026

Glimmering

Warm and bright, white light filled the universe

As much as my eyes could embrace the world,

each molecule bursted into golden kaleidoscope of the sun

you were eternally smiling, filled with innocent joy and love

with your eyes, imploring to join you in your song.

Levitating, swooning and swirling in smooth and sweet melody,

we walked the path ever so bright and fearless.

3.9.2026

Comparison

Thought I was being smart

preparing for the unknown,

becoming better than yesterday,

well, becoming better *at being better than others* than yesterday.

Instead, holding onto its sharp edge

I wondered why this matters in the first place.

As I sat in the dark,

I thought of the meal I had shared on a Thursday evening.

It was just any other day.

It lasted only an hour or two,

but I vividly remember I was there.

And the words I have heard,

the stories that were told,

and the ideas that were exchanged

are not something I want to dismiss

as just a moment of reverie.

It mattered.

It has shown me something that mattered.

I choose to believe the reason lies in there,

to keep on holding on.

And to believe it will work out in the end.

2.28.2026

Hope

I wish for the warmth in the morning of winter.

The coolness of a breeze in the late summer afternoon,

and the song in our heart dancing in circles.

Playful talks, roaring laughs, and feeling smiles,

full of hope, we’d march forward.

We’d be ready for what’s to come.

2.23.2026

Convalescence

In quietness, only confidence ensued.

The blue sky, the grey concrete street, and darkened trees remained as they were.

Yet, something fundamental clicked.

All pieces were there already.

I drew in air — and it felt fresh and light.

I knew the trees, the sky, and the street in my memory remained as true

As the trees, the sky, and the street before my eyes.

I knew where the roots lied

and where the leaves are about to blossom.

All was one, and one was all.

2.20.2026

Follow

Sway a little, twist a whistle,

Groove in rhythm, beating a drum.

Bum-da-dum, and here I am.

Dum-da-dum, here we go.

Look into my eyes and see the sky,

glimpse of your soul in the darkest hour,

rising again with a golden sunlight

ever so bright with warmth of delight.

Hum-ho, let’s get going,

Hum-hum-ho, here we go!

2.15.2026