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I am frustrated to have found myself in a confusion again.
I knew where I was headed.
I knew I did my best then.
but given the place I’ve found myself embedded,
I wonder if I had digressed too much.
I wonder if it is the same North Star that guides me up there.
but what use is it to foresee the future and such
when the fire is raging here everywhere.
I keep my head low
and listen for a wisdom hidden in river flow.
6.14.2022
like a delay before a good sneeze,
you know it is coming, until it’s in front of your nose;
and then, bam!
the deadline is here.
everything must change, the lights, the shapes,
the forms, the texture, the air, the color,
the warmth, the coolness, the wetness,
the hardness, the mythic enchantedness,
everything, everything must change;
and along with it, part of you must go too!
be careful; otherwise you might lose something precious.
witness.
remember.
then move on.
5.22.2022
I was sitting on a wooden chair
next to a wide balcony window
through which sunlight like
golden desert sand beamed softly
basking in the light I read a book
and across the table was my mom
reading her book in silence
I don’t know why
but it was the warmest moment.
5.2.2022
I walked through a dark empty silent road
as heavy snow fell from dark winter night sky
I remember the seething anger I bore
but not what I was angry for
too proud to make a scene, I walked in silence
hoping the road has long enough distance
to walk the talk in my head
listening to white snow crunching under the feet
4.25.2022
I was sitting by the window in the bakery
soaking in the chamomile-gold sunset
perhaps I smelled freshly baked breads
perhaps I had a half-emptied cup of ice coffee
but the promise I made, I remember
one that turned out I would keep only half
but one that was worthwhile nonetheless
4.23.2022
some say, “don’t think about the past”
“you’ll blind yourself to its light
and won’t take a step towards future”
but I’d say, “sing the past”
“sing of its youth, the beauty, the joy,
the tears, the smiles, and the light”
for if you sing enough of its love,
maybe you will move on
maybe you will evolve
maybe you will love again
so, sing the past
embrace the love it sends
spread the love it gifted you
4.16.2022
I enjoy the quietness
across from my mattress
sitting on wooden floor
watching as warm
bright sunlight flows
through the windows
where flowers bloom
into my shadowed room.
It is spring.
I wonder what it’ll bring.
3.26.2022
thanks for allowing me to stay alive
so far, it’s been a good life
I am curious to know where this will flow
I am excited for the unknown
deadlines come and go
we rise and fall
but I’m glad I am on this road
for I now know I have lived it all
3.23.2022
just when you thought you were in the clear
it whispers its promise into your ear
“it’s inevitable, innit?”
but not the “give up already”
whether you go with a bang
or become a sandbag
for all the things to atone for
don’t think it’s over yet; for
it ain’t over till it’s over
3.19.2022
to a large brown bear
dancing down the dark Berlin road
I’d say: “sing it!”
to a lone gray wolf
strolling in a lonely golden New York City
I’d say: “bite it!”
let our dreams feel real
let our hopes stay alight
3.10.2022
Ralph with Coffee 
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