Cafe

It’s a dance.

Crowded people chats over a cup of tea

Thick rimmed glasses staring at Apple laptops clicking their blinks away with coffee

Dreams, telltales, hopes, and victories flies around in the air, parrying in melody

In this friendly battlefield, a warm smile glanced over, beaming with courage,

An invitation, like a folded silk patiently waiting to be untied, flew in sweet aroma

Tickling it was, yet unnoticed.

Fizzling sunset calmed into a dusk, and then into darkness of silence and timelessness

In this darkness, we’ve met again. Passing by each other again.

Now I hope to see you again. In the eyes, and touch the fire that smelled so pleasant.

7.2.2019

Grace

Do not let your ego pass you by unchecked
For the flip side of honor may arrive.

Just watch how easy it is the beauty of nature submerges in darkness.

Still, go forth with your chest spreading wing bones widely
Embracing all, good and bitter, rise.

It’s a journey, ups and downs.
It’s a dance, gains and losses.

Smile, smile, my love.

6.30.2019

Thunderstorm

Electric shriek rips through the air

As a lightening bolt streams through grey clouds covering in waves the vast sky

Slapping the eardrums of the dumfounded,

Awakes, inspires, and awes the new eyes

Breathing a vision, a belief, it’s now clear

That it’s a leap of faith,

To ride on the lightening bolt.

6.29.2019

Humming bird

When the day is over,
Bittersweet and peaceful is the walk back home

Green brushes of tree leaves gracefully wave,
sparkling against sunlight

Gentle breeze caresses on an exhausted shoulders,
softening a tightened heart

As the sun warmly retires over horizon,
lanky shadows lay on this lonely street

A whiff of soft, fresh air of life
lifts up a spirit to delight.

6.26.2019

Promise

Lips of green tree leaves touch
On a peacefully quiet summer evening
Smooth sliver of wind loftily engulfs both
Holding each other softly close caressing

In darkness, their shapes dissolve
Wholly together, throbbing halves evolve
Into stream of movements, rumbling,
Rolling, and spinning together twinkling

A morning comes, a clear drew rests on
Each of their forehead, cooling off, or
Shedding tears, unexpected, unpracticed
Smiling into each other, satisfied.

6.25.2019

Needle

It’s a throw grain of salt into an ocean
Watch where it flows into a scene

Lightly dancing on a twinkling snaps of splashes,
it grooves along the waves

Swirling slowly, loftily into the sea.
From the white emerald, to dark and darker sapphire it sinks.

Letting its body pulled by sole gravity.
It alone journeys towards its destiny.

In the pitch bottom,

It’s said to be singing.

Singing a song of a dream.
Not of its glorious and lush past,
Not of its twinkling future,

But of its journey.

A journey that has not yet ended.

6.24.2019

The end

Make it your friend, your tombstone
After all, it’s your last bed mattress
Laying your head for one last time
In the end, one must finally rest. 

So now: strive. Invigorating heart
Widening eyelids, breath in scents
Of life, confess your love in human
Beings, swim upstream to flow of
Time. 

Make your death 
your friend. 
Do not be afraid. 

4.7.2019

Candor

When the gentle breeze in the dusk

Calls me to the path I’d taken long ago,

I’ll go. Pack my suites and a wristwatch

Notebook and a pen in my hand.

I’d trudge through the dark night

Content in companions of stars and a moon

I’d silently walk the road alone again

Bracing for the unknown.

When the sun starts to rise, I’d thank

For being alive, of having seem the light

And keep relaxed but steady gaze forward

When the sun is up high and blazing

Peacefully, as if nothing cold happened

I’d throw a quick glance at back when

the sun starts to set over the horizon of

The ocean beach or clouds over mountains

Smile a smile just to smile.

4.4.2019