come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
early morning, I read a note by an erudite:
“curiosity is the key.”
it sparked a notion I deliberately obscured.
curiosity is unforgiving, yet a graceful path
it has taken many and then given me much
perhaps life is too short for it.
yet, it dances in the universe to make life alive.
I am convinced for now,
it is a way of life worth living.
3.16.2023
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
it was one of the endless hot summer days
I rode my bike uphill back home from the office
red fire hydrants sprayed sprinkles of water
onto glistening black asphalt road
I stopped by a grocery shop run by immigrants
that had no AC on and smelled
spices, meat, and exotic vegetables
when I stood by cashier to pay
the elderly man bagging my grocery
stared at me with sun-baked wrinkled face
and slowly called out my name
at first, I couldn’t understand him.
he pointed at my name tag hung around my neck
and from consonant to vowels
slowly read my name
and stared into my eye
perhaps this was a rite of passage
or a reckoning of a soul
from another
who knows the price of life.
3.14.2023
I could not get the words out
I tried biting the tongue
I tried bitting the finger
but the words would not come out.
the longing to feel
the desire to be wanted
dissipated like a small fire
tucked in the darker corner of the room.
still, it will ignite again,
and I will do it again.
3.13.2023
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
we run everyday to our fullest speed
for a sliver of chance we will meet.
like a pair of comets colliding
in the middle of the vast universe
when we shine to our best effort
perhaps we can meet again.
3.11.2023
when I love,
I am ready to pay the price.
if I must,
I will withstand pummeling criticisms,
hold out a hunger,
and be a shield from judging eyes.
if I can,
I will stay as long as I can
until the pain resolves away.
I am ready to pay the price,
for when I am in love.
3.10.2023
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
do I need to belong
so that I don’t stand alone
or does the world come along
as I walk through the storm?
lightening and thundering give me headaches
but through it all, the walk is alright.
it’s one none had walked
yet, i am not sure why,
I feel I am at home
3.8.2023
I am glad I was happy for a moment today.
the air was soft and sweet.
the sun graceful and reminiscent.
light and shadow mingled into brushed yeux-orange.
it was a good break for my soul.
I am grateful for this peaceful pause.
3.7.2023
Ralph with Coffee 
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