come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
it’s thick of thin things.
I am running fast,
yet the mountains remains vast.
Sun goes up and down,
the rain falls, and tree leaves fall
yet it’s as if I am stuck in slow-mo
what is the secret key
to zoom through it all?
some say it’s a rest,
some say it’s love,
some say it’s serendipity.
I wonder what it could be.
11.3.2023
blistering speed, gliding through vacuum
we elevate our senses to another level
is a speed of thought truly limited
by the speed of light?
then by all means, let us be light years ahead
don’t you feel it, the exhilarating joy
of this speed of thought,
this speed of exploration?
let us dance under the supernova
let us rejoice the birth of this universe.
8.31.2022
I almost died first time I rode ski
tired of baby blue diamond tracks
I jumped hoops into black diamond
perhaps my youthful pride veiled steepness
soon I’d learn alacrity turned despair
as speed picked up, and tears shed from eyes
because of speed or the fear I did not know
as others watched me forlornly
I realized this pair of ski were without mercy
it would not spare a chance to stop,
the luxury of all crawling things.
thankfully, I pocketed into a parking lot
with trembling hands, I pulled out
loose cigarettes (I was still smoking then)
and puffed a few white clouds of relief
which stopped the shaking of hands
and I returned to the baby blue diamonds
with a fairly good amount of relief
5.1.2022
it was the longest train ride I had in a decade
as I sat a bit awkwardly, with discomfort
into cushioned chair by the window
the train moved slowly, smoothly, like
butter on a hot pan, an ice-cream on asphalt
flying two hundred miles an hour
sceneries were a constant blur of images
unkempt green bushes, swamps, mountains
as if in a carrousel, the world spun so fast
I felt I finally found a refuge from it all
I remember the train and its otherworldly respite
4.26.2022
I can’t help but notice
cracks slipping into calluses
as I am running at full speed
somethings do fall apart
but it cannot be stopped
full speed ahead
until we see the glorious end
3.2.2022
Thighs became logs, fibers burning
Ceaselessly, thirst that won’t quench, lungs clenching for gasp of
Air, saliva dripping on the edge of lips, eyes tearing with gust of wind
While the world passes by at a lightening speed, not relenting nor forgiving, rushing into a pin point, ready to blast into a big bang.
Then the peace comes, obliterating everything. Ending the memory.
4.17.2019
Ralph with Coffee 