come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
Though it’s painful,
We must walk the walk, like
Walking on the waves of ocean,
Walking on crackling volcano lava stones,
Walking on the thorniest cactus farm.
Perhaps the mirror that projects this pain
Perhaps reflects what’s inside all along
Singing a melancholy song of independence
Still, let me walk the walk,
For the end of journey is not now
So will anyone know the truth after all
7.8.2019
May you have strength,
For a morning dew may be but a single drop,
It is purest of all,
And has seen the wisdom of the world all by itself.
May you have control of self,
For torrents of rain shall stop, and trashing wind shall become a calm breeze,
It is quintessential of all,
And has drawn the essence of everlasting changes in life.
May have radiating happiness,
For this darkness shall pass, and a gloriously shining golden sun shall dawn on the earth to redeem the world,
It is a righteous all along,
And meet with new light face to face, it will shine ever brighter than before.
7.5.2019
Burning into flames are our past,
Gazing into crimson gold sunset
Bitterness of darkness,
Soreness of coldness
All thrown into air, dancing with the wind, kaleidoscope of smiles and laughters blesses us with our memories,
We march on now.
With our hands tightly grasped together.
4.21.2019
Skies are azure blue, wind is deep, In tree branches life hums, stirring Mysteries of future, an adventure Calming waiting for its time.
Yet an anchor needs to be retrieved, Apologies unsaid, fights unresolved Blessings and promises forgotten.
Justice stands timelessly, biding its Time, somewhere in these bookshelves, it anchors timelessly.
4.19.2019
Like a droplet of dew
In a dusky dawn of a new day
Licks the cloudy fog off the window
Eyes of my mind drew a yawn
Tears squeezed off of dust particles
Washed away noise of the past.
I stand and stare at the growling sky
Clarity flowing courage in my eyes.
4.11.2019
When the gentle breeze in the dusk
Calls me to the path I’d taken long ago,
I’ll go. Pack my suites and a wristwatch
Notebook and a pen in my hand.
I’d trudge through the dark night
Content in companions of stars and a moon
I’d silently walk the road alone again
Bracing for the unknown.
When the sun starts to rise, I’d thank
For being alive, of having seem the light
And keep relaxed but steady gaze forward
When the sun is up high and blazing
Peacefully, as if nothing cold happened
I’d throw a quick glance at back when
the sun starts to set over the horizon of
The ocean beach or clouds over mountains
Smile a smile just to smile.
4.4.2019
Dark grey waves are crashing,
No exit nor a lighthouse seen nearby
Floating on body of water, nothing’s
Permanent. Drifting on a planet.
But anchor is down there in abyss
Under pressure, alone in darkness
A time capsule of resolution made in past
Solemnly tugging the boat above.
4.2.2019
Ralph with Coffee 
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