it’s intangible
but I think
what goes
comes around.
give for others,
and rest will follow.
do not worry,
as long as
you walk the right way
the rest will follow.
look forward,
not backward
or sideways.
we will meet
at the end.
5.29.2023
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
I had doubted before,
but now I am starting to believe
in imagination.
a world that appeared
like a giant wall of mountains,
I flew over it over an afternoon nap.
from an ice-cold fjord
to a vast dry desert,
from a leisurely relaxed sunset view
to a shadowed corner in concrete jungle,
from ever-lasting solitude
to transcendental meeting of a soulmate,
all were possible.
so let me give it a try again.
and believe in imagination.
5.27.2023
one by one
we put one foot after another
through a fog so thick
we hope we’ll see the end one day
and that it will match our imaginations,
now our private hope for the future.
put up a favorite shot.
désir for the punchline.
5.26.223
Yes, we can.
We can take whatever comes our way,
and make it into a song
that we will be proud of.
Yes, we can.
even as people and places peel away
like ocean waves, summer rain, and
petals of sunflowers,
we can dance to our anthem.
Yes, we can.
as the sun sets and darkness dawns,
we can hold onto our inner flames,
and march through this long tunnel,
to meet again at the oasis.
5.23.2023
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