Ephemeral

It’s the last dance that I remember the most.

When notebooks, clothes, and glasses change,

what I remember are the feeling, the thoughts, and the sceneries.

Like a candlelight in darkness, my memory is ingrained.

A breath becomes a word, a feeling, and a promise.

A knowing look pierces the core of unspoken thought.

A gesture unlocks the familiarity of countless moments.

Ephemeral, our moment is.

And we hold it without a regret,

brimming with hope, reverence, and gratitude.

1.10.2026

Purpose

I remember the crisp air, clear sunlight

elegantly, silently laying down on a balcony

of a wooden library deck through tree branches

as I sat still in a chair, staring up to the sky.

A sense of invigorating purpose

beaming within me resonated with the scene.

It is my wish that I will remember it all

as I march into a new chapter.

1.6.2026

Essence

As if to awake myself

just before falling into deep sleep,

I reached my hand out to grasp

the passing memories of the past.

The trees that reach out its branch like outstretched hands

still remained vividly in my memory

as I stared down at the old tree trunk

its rings stopped like a clock hands.

I pulled my gaze up

and started to walk towards the unknown horizon

knowing this moment of peace may not last

and it’s the fight against the time to reach the goal before it all ends.

1.3.2026

March

Amid fleeting sheets of emotions,

a reckoning has arrived.

You have a choice

in this ephemeral moment.

As the phases of life comes in waves,

choose when to bite the bullet.

Perhaps we’ll ride to the glorious sunset.

Maybe we’ll submerge into dark ocean.

All is right when you make the decision.

12.27.2025