Strength

“to withstand things that I can’t”
may be a modern underrated life element
so much power we yield when we want
stop and wonder if all’s gone in a moment
what strength we have left
to withstand all that’s f’d
perhaps we run as fast as we can on bubbles
one day we’ll find gone are all troubles
who knows what future brings
but withstanding pain does sting

Listener

to be honest, I am not sure how it happened.
it is as though it was meant to be.
I sat, stared, and let what may be heard, heard
yet, conversations flowed.
felt, deeper feelings of warm glow
thanked, all those who shared a moment with me.
perhaps, if we run each moment with all we have,
we will at least be able to stand on this land
and know that we have done our best
and leave the rest for the rest.

1.7.2023

Parade

a far way friend talked to me on a screen
a long prepared project presented to a mentor
a scholar presented an eye opening talk
a talk with a genius in a restroom stall
a renewed talk made me a new friend
colleagues who weathered a long hour work
house chores conquered with a roommate
a talk on a bus with an old man who blesses
a bystander who rung the bell for you
a cashier, who’s bitter about your Covid mask
a European woman in a headscarf in a bus
two Hispanic workers asking for a hospital
friends’ text messages, recommending novels

we march on, as far as we could go.

Slowing down

there is a few people who have faith in me.
They believed my words,
generously offered their time,
and graciously shared their love.
Being with them gave me enough courage
I took off my blinders,
started to see the world as it is,
and continued extending their love to others.
even as the vast distance remains between us
even as we no longer see or hear each other
I feel their warmth glow in my heart
living as vividly as when we were together.
I am grateful for their generosity
and I wish them well.

1.4.2023

Withdrawal

it begins again: the abstinence.
it’s time to empty out garbages from my head.
no music or movies, no more doom scrolling,
nor comic strips, so on.
torrential pain of withdrawal swirls at heart
body’s relaxed, like a koala under summer shade
then the eye of this storm arrives;
with it, a transcendental calmness.
then the true colors of the world reveal itself.

12.30.2022

Spark

I felt how warm a human presence can be.
although it may have been possible to ignore
and move on with their lives
I am grateful for taking me in as part of family.
the smile, the laughter, and moving stories
although it was just over a cup of coffee
we had much to share, much to celebrate
I want to work hard and meet them again
this was all worth the hardships.

12.23.2022

Focus

whether you like it or not
the world matches on
whether you do what you want
or what you think you should do
the world accepts and move on.
so what do you want in this world?
not in ten years, next month, or tomorrow
right now, what do you want your life to be?
what do you wake up for?
no more excuse.
right now, what is your dream?
run for it now.
run.

12.14.2022

Dimensions

it’s as if traveling multiple world at once
the scent of lamb barbecue
the smirk as the hand picks an orange from a tree
the crease around the eye against the sunset
the lukewarm orange street light
under the silent purple-grey cloudy sky
as sweet cherry blossoms scatter & float in air
a pair of kittens under a luminescent advertisement
the unforgiving sun,
the waist high snow plow
all is remembered
so vividly,
simultaneously
felt.
it’s
a lonely walk
through
this
universe.

12.12.2022