I’m never sure how my days will end
but I know how they all begin:
Dear friend,
If your eyes have opened
and smog fills your lungs
may your morning awaken
with nothing but
Love.
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I’m never sure how my days will end
but I know how they all begin:
Dear friend,
If your eyes have opened
and smog fills your lungs
may your morning awaken
with nothing but
Love.
In this life choose many lifestyles.
When one gets boring, flip the script.
Don’t pigeonhole yourself.
As many lifestyles as there are,
there are just as many lives to live.

Taking a moment
to examine your palm
is a holy moment.
And those lines, well
they’re the most honest
you’ll ever read.

When your grass is no longer green,
drink more water—
96 hours worth.
What is it that makes you Tik? And I’ll tell you what makes me Tok.
(But for real! What makes you get up in the morning, drives you through the day, and helps guide you to sleep?)
I’m curious to know more about you.
I’m all ears…
When the world
seems, to be
spinning without you—
just listen
breathe and remember
the world spins for you,
as it does that perfect stranger
who too is listening.

Her silence is an offering
The morning sun’s a gift
Her morning meditation
I watch as my mind drifts
Our backyard is a symphony
The melody and pitch
Free from all temptation
Her presence does enrich

Keep digging through the pain
and at the bottom you’ll find
that what’s buried underneath
was worth your struggle.
Then just keep on digging.

He felt lost
and alone, though
ever so ordinary—
which scared him the most.

This decade tasted
bittersweet, as now I welcome
this peaceful sleep.
