Tears

I wanted to let the tears flow.
I bit the tip of my tongue with my teeth,
yet I did not cry.
then I remembered how unfair it was
that what I know now is unknown to my past
I stared at my youthful, naive self crumbling
as the inevitable lances fell from above
I spoke, out of pain, but no voice let out
instead, thick drops of tears fell down.

4.13.2023

Impermanence

life is short, in retrospect.
everything changes too,
contrary to expectations & wishes.
as people and places ebbs and webs,
sensing when is the time to let go
and when is the time to get a grip
is a serene balance.
may there be a courage to move forward
with faith in heart
hopefully leading to a peaceful night.

4.3.2023