do not waste a second of your morning time
deep into its tranquility
as the oceanic wave of dusk arrives
allow your conscious to be free
in your silent peace
you will find what you need.
3.15.2023
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
when the angels arrive
and you are asked the question:
“what do you regret”
let us smile and say:
“none too many”
thus, let us ask ourselves today:
“am I loving?”
“am I honest to myself?”
“have I given my best?”
for we pass through our days
like burning coals on a stack of calendars
let us hold on to the rein tight,
and draw picture we want to draw.
it will be a one good ride.
3.12.2023
be careful if you start hearing sweet words.
do not let your heart be distracted.
walk the walk that you must walk.
speak the truth and hold onto them
even if everyone walks away from you.
be curious when you hear harsh criticisms
remember each of the burning words
implore the meaning within them
for there might be a hidden gem
more precious than you can imagine
3.9.2023
a cat in desperate flight is one none can catch
it will claw its way,
tearing apart the shower curtains,
flapping its arms about
heading towards who knows where
blinded by its own instinct
it’s covered in dust and goo
forcing the human to put it back to the tub
to wash off the dirts.
it repeats again and again
hearting both the human and the cat
until one tires out
or the shower is done.
3.6.2023
hi there.
I apologize for not realizing you were here.
perhaps it was negligent on my part.
I appreciate all the work you put in to help.
in its crude form, I can see what you meant.
now, together, let’s pave our way
towards one we feel right
instead of blindly rushing forward.
I believe we can do it together.
I have trust in our potential.
3.2.2023
after years of tearful rains,
layers of sediments
an adventure of a naive hero,
a bud peaks its head above the ground.
for a passerby, I wonder if they understand
the significance of this incipient bud
gradually reaching towards the sun,
becoming a sort of a giant in the process.
for the bud to peak its head,
there were many prayers, tears, and sacrifices
I hope they will understand
whoever the passerby may be.
2.28.2023
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