one by one
we put one foot after another
through a fog so thick
we hope we’ll see the end one day
and that it will match our imaginations,
now our private hope for the future.
put up a favorite shot.
désir for the punchline.
5.26.223
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
one by one
we put one foot after another
through a fog so thick
we hope we’ll see the end one day
and that it will match our imaginations,
now our private hope for the future.
put up a favorite shot.
désir for the punchline.
5.26.223
Yes, we can.
We can take whatever comes our way,
and make it into a song
that we will be proud of.
Yes, we can.
even as people and places peel away
like ocean waves, summer rain, and
petals of sunflowers,
we can dance to our anthem.
Yes, we can.
as the sun sets and darkness dawns,
we can hold onto our inner flames,
and march through this long tunnel,
to meet again at the oasis.
5.23.2023
this fleeting moment
nothing is permanent
rather than what’s visible
it’s the invisible that lasts longer.
for example:
the soft warmth wrapped by lazy summer sunset
the silky softness summer breeze carries
the quiet steadiness a resolved heart feels.
do not cry;
rather smile.
remember to keep your playful heart
without looking away from the lions.
5.17.2023
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