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Have I strayed?
Over the years, I have learned by experience
that to be a “good person” may need an effort.
It takes the fortune, the willingness, and the environment to display such disposition.
Nevertheless, I have found it to be all the more worthwhile in the end.
It opened the door to a kind of generosity I dreamed of.
To keep a kind heart takes an effort.
But it is worthwhile in the end.
7.29.2025
I have sensed something,
like tracing a trail of breadcrumbs,
a feeling like something is out of place.
Some had commented in passing,
as if there’s a stain on my face I don’t recognize.
But only recently have I started feel it,
a sense of distancing, a sense of refusal, or a sense of defiance.
What is this? Has this always been here?
It’s a curious phenomenon, one that calls my immediate attention.
7.1.2025
I hope you will find the way.
When you are tired or hurt,
Remember you are loved.
Many in the past and future
have, and will love you.
With what I can, I will do my part.
Take good care of yourself.
6.28.2025
One more time, let’s shine.
Get back up and build it again,
even if it will fall down.
I have a dream. It’s not just for myself,
but for the ones I love.
In spite of all imperfections and mistakes,
I will continue on,
and we will cherish it together when we get there.
6.20.2025
Stakes are high,
sights are unclear,
time is short.
So make your move.
Stare at the sky,
overcome your fear,
let go of “more”
contemplate the love.
6.18.2025
I accept what cannot be changed.
And I continue to dream.
It’s the thread between my heart and others’
that compel me to reach my hand into darkness.
It’s the dream that alights what is now
It’s the dream that will brighten tomorrow.
4.23.2025
I looked around,
and saw an endless horizon of sand dunes
next to where I stood I saw a sand pit
and thought I glimpsed a white glint of moon
reflected on a puddle of water
I started to dig deeper,
and quieter and darker it grew,
like the iris of the eye held in old memory.
after a long tunnel of darkness,
I thought I saw the light,
fleeting away like a rabbit.
and when I caught up to the other side,
I found a small kid with a crown on his head
the small prince asked if I’d seen a red fox.
I nodded and passed him by
then sat by an old pilot nearby
and borrowed a lighter.
As I flicked it on,
I saw a flare lighting up instead,
growling amber like a burning jacket held
in the hand of an old withered man
leading a long line of lost ones
in a dark and bitter winter.
when I woke up,
I saw the sunlight sparkling in a glass cup.
I took a sip of water,
and went for a run by the river,
leading to the ocean of an endless horizon.
9.17.2024
I took off my classes
as I walked through the city at night
I didn’t realize how bad my eyes were
and much I depended on my glasses.
4.29.2024
I’ve made my mind.
I will make this choice.
I will take the risk.
I feel wholeheartedly confident.
I am grateful for this realization.
I am going.
I will get there.
I won’t just wait.
I will see you there.
3.17.2024
no more nightmares
haunted by the curtains
open your eyes to somewhere
dreams become more certain
small steps to brighter space
slowly and surely with grace.
3.6.2024
Ralph with Coffee 
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