언뜻 보이려 한다.
어릴적 손끝으로 그리던 그림이.
슬픔도, 즐거움도, 아픔도, 화남도,
모두 그 그림의 일부이었다.
수많은 모험 속에서,
조금씩 색깔을 맞춰가는 이 그림.
완성된 그림보다
그려가는 과정에 의미가 더 있는 그림.
그런 그림이다.
1.12.2024
Tag: live
Solo
because time doesn’t stop,
because we must answer to a call as we are,
we (no, I) need to strive to be our best
and stay awake at every moment.
You may despair this fate,
but as the saying goes,
if you can’t avoid it,
enjoy it.
1.11.2024
눈
그의 눈은 그리 말하고 있었다 –
‘나는 알아 그 누가 뭐래도
내가 무엇을 해냈는지’ –
조용하게 또는 뜨겁게
그의 눈은 새까만 태양이었다.
1.10.2024
별똥별
나는 생각하고 있었다.
아마, 너는 거기서 땅콩을 까면서 말하겠지:
“사실 너가 어떻게 떨어지는지 보고 싶었어”
그러든 말든 나는 내 갈 길을 가고 있지만.
그러다 문득 두려움이 쌓여
뒷걸음을 치며
쌓인 눈에 고스란히 담긴
내 발자국을 보았다.
“그래, 나는 아직 살아있어”
안심하고 앞으로 가다
너라는 별똥별을 마주해 버렸다.
1.9.2024
Beginning
Slowly, steadily,
we start to tread on the shallow waters.
beneath the dark waters,
there could be a gaping hole,
ready to engulf your world.
There could be a vortex,
dragging you into the unknown.
Still, have courage.
It will be brighter on the other side.
1.8.2024
Get
if you want it,
stretch out your arm,
grasp it with your fingers.
don’t wait others to do it for you.
1.7.2024
Black cat
a black cat appeared.
its amorphous darkness
morphed into a sinkhole.
I grasped at it without avail.
So I stared at it
as it stared back.
It bowed,
dissipating into warm night air.
1.4.2024
Brighter
without my coffee,
each hour felt like a year.
I let my mind drift.
As my mind slowly crawled,
I noticed crumbs of memories.
Ones I made mistakes,
ones I felt happier,
ones I hope not to remember.
They all shined brightly,
and my heart was warm.
I let them float into sky,
and wished upon them
to let me live to my fullest.
Then I got back to my deadlines.
1.3.2024
Wrong
regardless of my intention,
in every direction I went,
I was told I was wrong.
That I am the bad guy.
But in quiet silence,
when I peer into myself,
I realized it’s the accumulation
of my neglect, laziness, and carelessness.
So I sat down.
I started to write, draw, and read.
There’s no need to run or fight.
Just fly into your imagination.
1.1.2024
Okay
Don’t you worry.
All things may be falling apart,
All people may be pointing their fingers at you,
It will be alright.
Your eyes have been blessed with sunshine
on a quiet Pacific Ocean beach,
at the break of the dawn in the middle of a desert,
by the sunset in the middle of a vast pasture.
You are not alone.
I am here
with you.
12.30.2023
Ralph with Coffee 
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