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Recognize the damage done by your pride.
If you can forgive yourself,
let it go.
You didn’t know.
Even if you are all by yourself,
even if you have taken a few steps backwards,
let’s keep going.
It might take awhile.
It might not be much.
But at least let’s keep it going.
There’s so much yet we have to see.
And who knows, someone may be waiting for you.
6.19.2025
I don’t know why
but you’ve been in my mind
like a sweet blue sky
shining in my eyes
I am trying to keep my mind
from reaching that high
but like a cotton candy that fly
high into summer sky
my eyes open too wide
with your smile.
9.21.2023
remember the difficult times;
appreciate the lessons it gave you.
remember the star in the dark sky;
it still shines brightly within you.
hold on to your iron principles
and smile with the lightness of the sky
7.6.2023
there is a vast field
you can walk as much as you want
and there will be more for you to walk
overarching it is the ocean blue sky
here and there a few white mushroom
clouds sprout like giant popcorns
reach out to them as much as you want
it will quietly stay with its grand compose
this is the world
and you are walking on it.
7.2.2023
I remember the four seasons in that house.
in the summer, I can see the dark blue sky
through a sun window tilted diagonally.
I’d lay on the bed, reading William Matthews.
in the fall, I can pick a dried brown leaf
of a chestnut tree & make a wish
for a magical season to begin.
in the winter, I can see the back yard,
now piling up with thick, soft snow,
through kitchen window
as I wash bowls that had dumpling soups.
in the spring, I would stare at sunset,
glistening in a silent glorious opera
through budding green tree leaves
as I finish packing boxes.
the squeaking sound of wooden floors,
the table of vynil record player,
and the bottle of wine.
I remember the scent of the moment.
5.12.2023
it’s a lonely world
when you are the one
believing the sky is blue
when everyone else
says it is red.
maybe they are from the West,
where their mountain
feeds fire into the sky,
but I believe the sky is blue.
I am sitting in this chair
imagining and lamenting,
but I forgot to look up at the sky.
now, you see,
it is grey.
will it be blue?
will it be red?
will it always be grey?
who knows.
let us eat our meal first.
5.3.2023
at night, in my front porch,
I close my eyes
and stare up at the sky
and try to recall all the night skies
I have seen through my journey
I listen and gently reach for the memory
when I open my eyes
I realize
there’s glow in my heart
stars of precious moments
wishing me well as I take step forward
10.4.2022
I feel blue
well what have you the clue?
ticking sound of a needle is getting louder
I am holding my two fists tighter,
faster, harder, better, but I realized
less soft I become, less connected, fossilized
dear blue sky,
here I lie
I have done my part, I believe.
if you will, show me what it will be:
the dream of our dreams.
학이시습지면 불역열호아라
진인사 대천명이라
나는 최선을 하고 있는 걸까요?
지도와 도움이 필요해요.
시간이 되면
도와줘요.
9.9.2022
let’s promise this
even if we drift apart
let’s love.
love all things in the world.
the blue, grey, purple, orange, red sky
the ever-fleeting golden wings of luck
the unquenchable thirst to connect
let us love them all.
yes, it could get boring
yea, it could be painful
but let’s promise this:
let’s love.
5.9.2022
it was a two story apartment painted in white
the room was painted in purple
blue sky was wide open via tilted sun window
in the morning sunshine would glisten
in the afternoon sunset would glow golden
the floor was made of smooth old wood
the stairs would squeak on each step I took
there was an oak tree with many leaves
each leaf had a saying to it, I believe
all that remains is this memory
sounds like a lie
4.19.2022
Ralph with Coffee 
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