come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
Let’s take a walk into the dusk,
a path only we know of,
one we hold close to our heart,
one greed cannot grasp for.
In between the trees, a wind will blow—
lightening the weight on our chest,
reconnecting with the inner roots,
and revisiting the naive childish exploration.
The moment we live is real.
Remember its warmth.
5.6.2025
It’s the moment between two worlds:
a world naked to the sun that cleanses
a world enveloped in morphing darkness.
as if you opened your eyes halfway,
murky dusk seeps in from the shadows,
instilling nostalgia for the past in the present.
you can choose to stay awake and refuse,
or you can imbue yourself with this melody
for a brief moment to soak your soul
in harmony between the past and present.
9.22.2023
when my heart no longer seeks distractions,
the eloquent silence arrives
like the dusk;
not freezing cold nor comfortably warm;
not too dark, but not too shiny.
as consciousness submerges into this realm
a silent resonance emanates from within.
listen to it, and walk.
do not fear,
for all is here,
and here it remains.
9.13.2023
it would almost always at dusk
on the beach, as the air gets colder
I’d finish building the castle
with wet muddy sand of the beach
yes, I wasn’t naive to believe
it would be there the next week I come
but the soft, malleable, and wet sand
is what I remember
and the smile that warmed my face
5.5.2022
Pedaling on a blue bike, paean of breezy winds bumping along the road
Rumbling sounds of SUVs and pick up trucks passing by, rowdy kids jumping into the lake half naked
Roaring laughter fading away, riding down a long lonely road in between the animate and inanimate nature
Blazing through a carpet of gold laden by the bleeding yolk of the sunset
Rolling stone within the heart spins faster and faster, unleashing the monster hunkered for a thousand of years
Then — whirl — and — crash.
A reaper stands on the door expressionlessly peaking its bald skull over the door sill.
Like a dusky cloud on a simple summer night.
6.17.2020
Blue dusk fills the empty room in
Silence,
Submerging everything in this atmosphere.
Momentary, but serendipitous, it is,
This one minute of vacuum peace,
I shall believe.
Invisible, but seething, it is.
Unquenchable vibration of life,
Unwavering eyes,
Unstoppable heart,
I.
Am.
Here.
7.18.2019
Running through a track in a public park in behind my apartment,
Cores of illuminations surfaces into the darkness, as the sun sets, dusks showers, and darkness seeps from shadows.
Darker the night broods, the crispier and sharper the light becomes, piercing through corneas.
They come through even when you let your eyelids fall down, tired from running all this time.
And when the ultimate light starts approaching the horizon,
Dutifully, silently, the sparks hide themselves within cloaks of the glorious light, solemnly keeping their positions.
For when the time of need comes again,
They shall arise.
7.6.2019
Like a droplet of dew
In a dusky dawn of a new day
Licks the cloudy fog off the window
Eyes of my mind drew a yawn
Tears squeezed off of dust particles
Washed away noise of the past.
I stand and stare at the growling sky
Clarity flowing courage in my eyes.
4.11.2019
Ralph with Coffee 