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Untrammeled

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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

Walk

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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

Memory

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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

Sky

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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

Sky blue

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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.

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9.9.2022