come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
little did I know
when I smiled,
I got the rain,
not the sun.
when I smell the scent of the spring,
I stayed inside, fearing the storm.
but I missed the radiating sun.
so let it be the case:
I will live my life without fear anymore.
I will care for myself
I will make plans for myself
and I will make a world for myself.
when I have enough,
I will give.
4.25.2024
I have glimpsed the eye
and I knew what the rest would be
puzzles started to fragment into each one
unveiling from the fog of ignorance.
I am starting to see what it all means
and how it should proceed.
please let me not forget this moment.
may this last for a bit longer.
4.24.2024
A part of me wants to stay fluid;
I want to be one with the world.
But when I look back, it’s weird.
I saw concrete things build the work.
I found that finished work was better
than I found the unfinished ideas.
there are times to answer to these needs
than to heed to others’ advice.
4.23.2024
dark night can give clarity
to see the stars in the dark sky
and choosing where to go
remember that light
keep holding onto it.
4.22.2024
what am I good at?
I knew once a long time ago.
but now I am not sure anymore.
what can I do better than anyone else
that I can get a sense of ownership
and willingly volunteer to work on it?
what is it?
4.17.2024
the giants have run the way
many others, in silence, in shadows,
tolled away in the work
in the full speed their mind can handle.
the lull does not mean it’s free.
it’s time to run. it’s time to work.
4.15.2024
when you can, try sharing.
your skin may repel against the idea,
but it’s actually a beautiful thing.
beyond your understanding of minutia,
bigger picture will bring you home
when you are left alone.
4.14.2024
let’s go higher when it gets harder
even if we are brought down
let us dream and beam brighter
singing and enjoying until sun down
even when it gets dark
our warmth with give us the spark
4.12.2024
pushing the iron door against the door,
I took a step onto a light grey cement street
a familiar, obnoxious black crow croaked
I looked up to the grey cloudy sky
“rage against the iron sky” I remembered.
I thought that was clever and chic and cliche
but now a new question arose on the horizon
it was tiny, but dark red glowing dot.
it was angry and its brooding color
started to bleed into the peaceful horizon.
“you promised”; it growled.
Shadows around me, including my own, grew.
darkness started to crawl, spreading its claw.
And when darkness fell, no one was there.
4.11.2024
we may struggle to see light each day
but nay, we won’t go down without a say
that one day, we will see the bright sunshine
right in front of our eyes sometime
soon near our future it lays
as we make progress on our way
4.10.2024
Ralph with Coffee 
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