doesn’t it feel so good?
to be honest and faithful
just for this moment?
doesn’t this matter too?
to honor the importance
of being present
in what’s happening
right under your feet?
do you even think about it?
12.5.2023
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
doesn’t it feel so good?
to be honest and faithful
just for this moment?
doesn’t this matter too?
to honor the importance
of being present
in what’s happening
right under your feet?
do you even think about it?
12.5.2023
When you run,
Start slow.
And then pick it up bit by bit.
Slow down once in a while
But when you see your chance,
When you feel the stars are lining,
When you taste sweetness in the air,
Run as fast as you can
Squeezing every liquid out of your muscles
See the white flash in front of your eyes
When you are through
You will know
You have done it.
You have lived the best part of this run.
12.3.2023
love yourself
so you can run more.
results don’t matter too much
it’s how you run
and why you run.
love yourself
you can then run some more
12.2.2023
let us look into ourselves,
find our colors,
and shine in our own ways.
there’s no fool proofs,
but I’d like to believe
we will get there
shining brightly in the sky
if we all put in our best.
11.26.2023
in hard times,
I appreciate the good memories.
in good times,
I appreciate all those who have helped me.
when the world is wrapped in gold,
I appreciate the moment,
when it dissipates into darkness,
I am grateful for the opportunity.
I can only describe what I have felt,
for I am also seeking the truth.
11.25.2023
it’s been too long
to be able to connect
and not worry about
what other people think.
the comfort it gives me
is what I am grateful for.
11.24.2023
I may not be as selfless as I thought.
I may not be as virtuous as I thought.
but that is okay.
it’s better to acknowledge it
and accept it in others too
than to sit and point fingers at people
for failing to live up to the virtues.
strive for what you want,
and if what you want is virtue
that is okay too.
11.21.2023
all became white;
(even when I blinked)
the whiteness filled the universe.
and then it was dark.
like a smile that flashed
— and then gone —
there was the universe
and then aloneness.
As this ebbed and flowed,
I held on.
I don’t know what it was.
But it’s inscribed in my bones.
touch my calluses
taste my tears
peer into my iris
and you will see —
all of it is there.
11.14.2023
it’s an honor
to be here
at this moment
and hold these people
with my arms.
allow me to be useful to them
allow me to keep my principles
allow me to grow.
11.13,2023
this morning,
as I put on my pants in my slumber,
I realized there’s no hole left in my belt;
I had tightened it to its maximum.
there must be a part of me I haven’t recognized.
how much about ourselves
are we letting them slip through our fingers?
11.7.2023
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