Waking up once again, as my eyes are blinded by the screaming sunlight,
I dare ask: why? why such pain?
I’d rather say, ‘When a lightening bolt strikes on a sunny day,
Would you dare claim, “ignorance is a bliss?”’
Yet the darkness comes back, embracing the burn wounds, and whispering calm zephyrs
Saying, “grit your teeth, churn your soul, strike the roaring iron with a full-gripped hammer,
“Tomorrow’s a new day, a chance to grapple with your fate. Build your world, breath your dreams”
The darkness and light dances it’s ephemeral flight.
5.25.2020
Ralph with Coffee 