come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
Did you realize
That you have been loved
When you thought you were utterly alone.
Memories of the past are rekindled,
Both the hurtful and joyful moments,
Brightening the dark path that lies ahead.
Yes, I have done wrong a few times,
Yes, I am still working on fixing them.
But I just want you to know
You were in my thoughts
Just as I was with you in the past.
9.18.2021
Grabbed his hair by his fist
He bashed his punch into his face
Again, again, and again.
Kicked him in the stomach,
Stomped him in the leg,
Rolled him over in the mud.
He still smiles,
Walks over to the cliff and rolls over a rock again.
He was tackled again by the waist
Pummeled by solid fists,
Again, again, and again.
Sweat, blood, and mucus mixed and mingled all over,
Shivering in cold, scrambling in hotness of pain,
Numbed in some parts, bleeding in some other,
He still crawls over to the cliff,
And rolls over the rock.
The rock rolls down the cliff,
Knocking on the window of a far, far away world,
So close to the eye, yet so far away
The world of his dream keeps the candle still lit in his chest.
One day.
One day more.
9.13.2021
How do I rise again?
These kids are riding dragons,
Swimming with blue whales,
Running with giraffes.
My feet seemed to be stuck in mud
Pulling me down evermore
Slowing me down back to the past
Where the glories and memories lie.
How do I rise again?
9.12.2021
Sun is beaming outside,
Sweats dripping down the armpit,
Back and neck are aching as if in outrage,
Couldn’t be happier with a cold drink in this heat,
Shouting like a sailer, running a round like a happy dog,
Wouldn’t it be a wonderful day to be around.
Wouldn’t it be a wonderful day to be alive.
9.11.2021
In the darkness so deep:
What felt like an eternity — wait perhaps it was a blink of an eye — at the end was the light — a Big Bang — of a world unfathomable, yet so familiar.
Should thousands of hours of preparation be traded for a millisecond of change so precious, I would jump into the lightening.
Stare squarely into the darkness. And pray that this will work.
9.10.2021
I saw the clouds gathering from the distance, but chose to walk into the fray, mingling with thundering clouds
Some roared, some meekly passed by, some were quite solemn. Yet, the mission was the same: ride the moment and leave no prisoners behind.
Quite apparently, they were quick to leave those who fell behind. Jumping and running, screaming and unapologetically happy, the clouds shook the city, leaving all to wonder what has gotten into them.
I played along, clapping and laughing, wowing and hollering. And in the end, I was buzzed, a bit of wind knocked out of me, I treaded back to my sanctuary, hammering the seams steady.
Yes, it was fun and all. Yes, they were lovely. Now, let me just continue the path that I walked and finish my story.
9.8.2021
A flower blossomed in between a crevasse in a concrete sidewalk. Blue-purple smiled at me and I smiled back at its petite petals. The wind was clear, and the sky was cool. I was thankful for this happenchance to meet her.
A pair of mysterious stones were walking by, have a serious conversation in whispers amongst themselves. I respectfully circumvented around their path, letting them go on with their journey. They stopped and curiously stared at me. I paid them no mind; I rushed onto the path that I was called to.
Three dogs were strolling by. One was barking and following the other two. They all seemed to be in a genial mood. A group of lamb just stared curiously at me as they waited for the dogs to pass by. I felt proud one moment, then ashamed. Such vainglory is such a chagrin. I once again leap onto the unknown.
Spiegel im spiegel.
9.7.2021
The last one to leave is the one that bears the responsibility of the memory
You are the last shift at night cleaning up and closing the store for the next day
And when that next day comes, people will come to you asking, so how did it end? How did it go?
You might try your best to let them relive the moment, or you might not.
But don’t blame the ones who leave.
I am sure they had a good, honest, sincere reason to leave. Perhaps it was a serene calling.
And perhaps there is someone staring at your back, as you get up to leave this place too.
And I am sure, you will be remembered.
9.6.2021
When I woke up in the morning,
At the core of a petite bulb of candle light,
I reminisced the last day I saw you smile.
When I rode my bike,
I thought I saw a familiar figure swiftly brushing by in my periphery
that I mistook the Autumn air as your scent breezing by my face
When I read your essay scribbled on my tablet,
I felt my face warmly smiling,
A cozy sunset seemed to be taking a repose in my chest
How glad am I to have found you again.
9.4.2021
I dropped a yarn
Into an abyss
Where thousands of seconds passed
Yet nothing else moved
Then, the wind blew;
A coincidental numb,
A happen chance glance at the bright sun,
And a whistle to the brief jazz in the air
Led me to draw my world,
Wrinkled in scribbles,
Holding on to what I hope to be
My truth.
7.13.2021
Ralph with Coffee 
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