come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
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
when the words were spoken
glint of shining sun ray peered open
momentary blindness, I embraced
shaken, by its softness and grace,
I took a step out the door
soaking in the warm afternoon shore
though I may not see you in person
I know I will be with you in essence
1.19.2022
grasping on to fleeting photos
crushing fragments of memories
flowing silky sand in an hourglass
rumbling sound in the far above sky
unquieted prayers of unmet goals
weight pushed onto each foot
gravity of time pulling skin and bones
fleeting worries hung in tree branches
we walk down the path
a narrow path open
in the middle of a wide park
one and only for you
12.6.2021
grasping on to fleeting photos
crushing fragments of memories
flowing silky sand in an hourglass
rumbling sound in the far above sky
unquieted prayers of unmet goals
weight pushed onto each foot
gravity of time pulling skin and bones
fleeting worries hung in tree branches
we walk down the path
a narrow path open
in the middle of a wide park
one and only for you
12.6.2021
Make it your friend, your tombstone
After all, it’s your last bed mattress
Laying your head for one last time
In the end, one must finally rest.
So now: strive. Invigorating heart
Widening eyelids, breath in scents
Of life, confess your love in human
Beings, swim upstream to flow of
Time.
Make your death
your friend.
Do not be afraid.
4.7.2019
Ralph with Coffee 