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Open your eyelids wide,
Don’t forget what is true and what is fake,
Baiting on your mind so fragile (yet you do not know)
Silent orcas looms underneath dark shadows of the blue ocean.
Stare up into the sky, ponder upon the nets of constellation,
True north is where you’re bound,
Open your eyes wide and stay vigilant.
The end will be already here.
6.7.2020
I wish you the best.
Like a paper plane plainly gliding on a gentle giant wave of an azure zephyr
Like a shooting star rushing through the stratosphere, blazing it’s trail behind
Like a marathon runner whose dreams come true after millions of steps and sweats
I wish you a happy last.
5.29.2020
Thank you, for allowing me to see this day light, a stream of crystals glistening the atmosphere that I breath in.
That you, for allowing me to memorize the sound of the wind swooshing like an ocean wave crashing into the bank of sand.
Thank you, for this tantalizing droplet of water, respite of the spirit and body, as it quenches the unresting soul in the heart.
5.13.2020
Deep, deep into the ocean, as you swim, digging yourself further,
You may hold your breath, pushing yourself, counting each new seconds
But perhaps, it might you’d need to set a measuring stick, an invisible one made of crystal
That never changes no matter how strong the wave hits, no matter what animal swims by
So that your lungs will continue to grow before you even know about it.
Perhaps that’s where all the jewelries lie.
5.1.2020
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
It’s a throw grain of salt into an ocean
Watch where it flows into a scene
Lightly dancing on a twinkling snaps of splashes,
it grooves along the waves
Swirling slowly, loftily into the sea.
From the white emerald, to dark and darker sapphire it sinks.
Letting its body pulled by sole gravity.
It alone journeys towards its destiny.
In the pitch bottom,
It’s said to be singing.
Singing a song of a dream.
Not of its glorious and lush past,
Not of its twinkling future,
But of its journey.
A journey that has not yet ended.
6.24.2019
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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