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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
“from ash to ash”
it’s the only words I remember
from that one lazy afternoon
as the sunset refracted in the mirror
hung on a door next to a post-it note
like the moon hung on an azure summer sky
shining through a sun window
like the lush tree branches humming in waves
the words imprinted in a lonesome memory
imploring the meaning yet unknown
had I known the path I’ve chosen
were filled with such bitter tears
just to see that smile under the sunrise
I may still walk the same walk I’d taken
perhaps, maybe with less weight, because
we are all alone in the end.
3.5.2022
when my ego has ballooned
like a red round birthday balloon
quietly, slowly, and steadily
I found a small candle burning brightly
glowing like a lone star in a dark night
shining on a lone path into solemn plight
Into darkness I set my foot
mustering courage as much as I could
starting this journey with humbleness
gravitating to destiny with piousness
3.1.2022
onto soft-linen fabric of fluffy duvet
I laid my back and let it sink and float
under a shade blanketing my eyes from the sun,
I let my mind happily drift, as if to blink,
as if to indulge a sip of sweet drink,
then grass cutting buzz of my phone rings
calling me back to sober reality
and I just sit in my chair
gazing into a distance far from my desk
and wondered how sweet it was.
2.28.2022
is it time for change
or should I hold onto the wave
roaring from youthful past
crashing into the beach so vast
destination remains the same
regardless of speed or strength
we sail to brighter horizon
over one wave over another
we shall reach the promised land
2.26.2022
when we believe,
when we mutter to ourselves
even when it is difficult to believe
“yes, we can”
and move to put into action
we will see the results
presenting themselves
in front of our eyes
let us march on
against this storm of blizzard
2.26.2022
Ralph with Coffee 
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