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January 1, 2018

The Earth must freeze before it breaks into spring, a few stars must die for new ones to be born, the heaven must claim some souls as others begin a new journey and, the old year must come to an end for the new one to begin. Death and Birth, twin sisters are hard to te...

August 26, 2017

In the dimly lit living room, heavy with the aroma of foods cooked for special family gatherings, he heard them speak.  Of a city divided, people choosing sides and many looking on with regret. Grandfather, who now only spoke in broken sentences, like a broken record,...

August 3, 2017

Once there was nothing. No earth, no sky, no stars, no planets and galaxies to discover, no spring wild flowers scattered on a valley, no one to see or smell them. No black holes, no matter or anti matter. Just the sameness of nothingness. But, there was no monotony is...

July 13, 2017

The beautiful yellow leaf

drops soundlessly

on the bed of leaves

like it moved itself towards its death.

Unafraid

gliding gracefully

in its last hour

knowing the answers

to a million questions

without asking

without being taught. 

The passage of time 

held in abeyance

willfully cre...

June 17, 2017

“Or is it due to luck (dia tuchen), since many people say happiness and good luck to be the same thing?”

Eudemian Ethics

Michael Jordan wore his college shorts under his uniform for luck, vomiting was Bill Russell’s pre-game ritual, Serena Williams’ special footwear is h...

June 3, 2017

How long

has it been there

punctuating the vast meadow

stoically rooted, drinking from the

earth’s breasts?

Cheating death

bending never breaking

the maniac wind, whipping, screaming

fails again, frustrated

leaves. Leaves rustle, settle down

in peace. Night grows a blanket

for Ti...

May 31, 2017

You and I

earth and sky, song and wine, ink and skin

not a shadow between us, the virgin sand

jealous, trapped between our toes, my heart bigger,

bigger than the sea.

Yours, a planet beyond the frost line

where no one has lived.

Did I hear the waves

when I pressed my ears to t...

May 19, 2017

The toughest journey is the journey we call life. And as travelers, we’re all different.  Some of us are curious and excited, others are weary and reluctant. But despite our differences, for each one of us, this is our very first journey. Whatever the end might be, thi...

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