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Which way must I go?
The longer I wait, the more I realize I have limited space.
What must I do now?
The passion, the righteousness, and the purpose
just a touch away from my finger tip.
What would I enjoy?
In the end, what will I find pride in?
How will I choose my day, and how will I write the history?
10.26.2025
It was there all along,
but remained invisible and locked
until I stumbled upon a poem
by an old dying man
and I knew the softness of the air he spoke of
and the strength of the roots of the river
shivering the earth.
Yet I remain as I have been.
Staring into the unknown.
10.25.2025
As the day ends,
and the body rests,
where does your soul lay upon?
Does it chase after dreams of clouds
or does it remain in a silent room
where the shadow deepens into darkness
and the acute sense of loneliness surfaces?
You choose which way you want to go.
It’s yours for the counting.
10.24.2025
In spite of temptation,
the shame,
and desperation,
Seek justice, improvement, and humility.
Picture what Ty you truly want in the end.
Put your next foot forward.
10.22.2025
Like the scenery out the window of a train,
a lot has passed by in a blur.
But the feeling of the speed
as I propelled thousands of meters per second
is the one I vividly remember.
I believe we can soar again.
Once more,
we will meet again.
10.21.2025
You’ve been running for awhile.
Do you want to rest?
Settle down, find a comfy former,
laugh about what happened in the past
And chalk it all off that everything was just a dream?
Are you okay with this?
Or is it really true,
your claim about what you said felt true,
about what you stood for,
and what you have been fighting for?
What’s really true in your heart?
10.21.2025
To stand still
when the ground growls,
the winds hissing,
and the ocean roaring,
and to walk the walk
without dishonest hands
and keep the head held high
maybe what matters in the end.
10.19.2025
Keep going.
Remember why it all mattered.
Keep hoping.
Harness positivity. It won’t come passively.
Keep your head down.
Focus on what kept your heart warm.
10.18.2025
The ocean was solemn,
but the wind continued to blow.
As if to beckon upon memory pieces
traveled long time ago,
seagulls hawked,
ocean waves murmured,
and the pedestrians stood by the ramp
and witnessed an autumn sunlight
beaming unto a seemingly bland day.
10.17.2025
Thankfully, the heart was in the right place.
When the heart dances,
it reverberates,
singing a tune for the audience of zero.
And when the others hear it,
they reverberate too,
and suddenly we become a community
of harmonious pluralism.
Closer together we feel warmer.
10.16.2025
Ralph with Coffee 
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