come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
Crush or be crushed,
Constantly crashing and crumbling,
Legion of ivory white columns
Lunges again towards their calling.
Raise your gaze high,
Rest your indignity nigh,
Straighten again crooked spines,
Stretch your wing bones wide
Breath in,
We are getting started.
7.30.2019
For what it’s worth, here is my life.
I’ve seen the pair of your eyes,
Not letting my iris escape the eclipse of yours.
In your dark pupil, I’ve seen a quiet flame soar.
I am afraid. Afraid of what I believe as true
And a possibility that it may be different
from what the actual truth is.
But for what it’s worth, here is my life.
When our paths cross, I will be your faithful friend and your formidable foe.
When our paths depart, I will sing a voiceless song of your soul.
Because in your pupil, I’ve seen your flame grow.
7.26.2019
I found myself on a single timber bridge facing a tiger.
It did not move, nor waver its gaze. Its round black eyes were piercing my eyes.
I did not move. In the face of life or death, justice resurfaced, excoriating dead skins.
7.25.2019
Your quiet eyes glare into a
cosmos, a vacuum space that is
everything
Your heartbeats resonate through
the atmosphere, adjoining a
thousand others’
Your feet and hands are worn, but
they are in command of many skills
that others did not dare to know
Alone against the quiet world,
Unaccompanied, entangled in this maze,
Each of us sings,
Singing our anthem to our soul.
7.23.2019
Rain drips from the dark cloudy night, starting a monologue of a stoic gloom.
Suddenly, a flash — a thin silver lightening dashing across the night — brightens, albeit momentarily.
Who is the person that received the lightening?
Whoever it was,
Faced the hot, electrifying volcanic energy
Grappled with its fractious momentum,
I wonder if they had a good fight worth wagering their life.
7.22.2019
When the sunny bright sky weighs heavy on your shoulder,
When the whispers of the dark night has reached your ears,
When the waves are crashing in from every direction,
I will raise you up.
Withstanding bone-crushing weight,
Consuming every tools and tricks I saved,
Forgoing calls to give into exhaustion,
I will raise you up.
7.21.2019
She silently stared at me
Then she walked over to me
I scrunched down to her eye-to-eye
Then she whispered into my ear.
Her whisper carried a thunderous roar,
A dagger cloaked in soft feathers,
And a defiantly black pupil.
She said:
“I am love”
7.19.2019
Blue dusk fills the empty room in
Silence,
Submerging everything in this atmosphere.
Momentary, but serendipitous, it is,
This one minute of vacuum peace,
I shall believe.
Invisible, but seething, it is.
Unquenchable vibration of life,
Unwavering eyes,
Unstoppable heart,
I.
Am.
Here.
7.18.2019
Time flows,
Fame comes and goes,
I chased the butterflies
That danced so close by
Memory remains,
Unfinished businesses and battles
They never forget
Even when autumn has passed
Hold on,
Rise again with the worn out tools
Times still flows,
Businesses are still here to be done.
7.17.2019
Having peaked the apex,
Momentum froze midair,
Not sure what to do
Meanwhile time has gone by,
Unfinished business layering up like mushrooms,
A phlegmatic gait afoul of past pristine valor
Quietly, scrub the rusts off your tool,
Fume wind into seeds of flame
Grip your hammer tighter in your palm.
It is a time for a change.
Time to evolve.
7.16.2019
Ralph with Coffee 
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