come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
I did live today to my full potential
thanks to that, I remembered our days
days where we walked slowly together
talking about our dreams
and occasional dance we did together
in a warm haven of ours
oblivious to the world outside
smooth, soft, and slow
and when our eyes were open
crystal clear sun rays would tickle
world slowly awaken and reborn
오늘 하루 열심히 살았어요
덕분에 그대와의 좋은 기억이 났어요
세상이 어떻게 돌아가던
우리만의 아늑함 속에
느리게 추던 춤이 생각나요
10.16.2022
after weeks of trudging my own path
I lifted up my gaze and looked about
hoping to see a wider world
but what I found was the world within
world codified in words, thoughts, and actions
I learned the world dissolves
dissipating the angst of existence
and sets you free.
10.14.2022
sitting here in my chair
reading your notifications
as jazz music flows in earbuds
in this silent dark night
I start noticing
tiny little bits of light
building in my chest
I realized it was a reflection
of light from everywhere
it is still a dark night
and I embraced all of these light
with gratitude
and a vow to pay it forward
10.6.2022
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
Ralph with Coffee 
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