Open

as if opening a plugged sink hole,
I opened my attention to others.
as if a visiting storm, words flew by.
I stood and caught them all,
trying to read what it means underneath.
they were concerned.
they were frustrated.
they were reminiscing.
when I saw them,
they saw me seeing them.
and it was a good feeling
like a clear quiet sun ray after the storm.

7.27.2023

Step

gradually, I am making the climb
towards the apex veiled in clouds.
I have tumbled and fell,
and I know I will make the same mistakes,
but at least I know where I am headed to.
it’s a climb that matters,
not that “being at a small spot at the top”
learning to drink water in between
and look after fellow colleagues
is part of the journey
to the end.

7.13.2023