come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
Having peaked the apex,
Momentum froze midair,
Not sure what to do
Meanwhile time has gone by,
Unfinished business layering up like mushrooms,
A phlegmatic gait afoul of past pristine valor
Quietly, scrub the rusts off your tool,
Fume wind into seeds of flame
Grip your hammer tighter in your palm.
It is a time for a change.
Time to evolve.
7.16.2019
I drew a circle on the sand, over
and over again, but did not find
what I need.
One day, a thunder stroke the tree
whose shadow I cherished so much
to read my books and calm my mind.
Under the ashes of the tree, I
found an amber slowly glowing in
crimson red.
I stroke it with a hammer clenched
in my hand, flame ignited and
engulfed my whole body
Hammering it over and over again,
I made a pair of glass wings to
glide through the atmosphere.
7.14.2019
Ralph with Coffee 