Bridge

The mysterious instance,
That liminal moment before conception,
Bridges corporeal and unknown.
Offered again at the cusp of death
When the bridge’s path is shown.

Pressed between eternity,
Life is but a given chapter;
As we were before
So too shall we be after.

by Garret Woo

6/9/2019

Home

You left in the evening
For the great unknown.
Returned to the earth,
At last, you’ve come home.

In Memoriam Dear Neighbor

by Garret Woo

6/2/2019

Doubt

Doubt set the tone of my youth;
If it wasn’t bad, it wasn’t good.
Searching for worries was never hard,
In fact, it built my fragile heart.
Problems were the standard fare;
A problem here, a problem there.
Any leisure was always rushed
And stuffed inside a scheduled bus.
Doubt has now become expected;
In my heart it lies protected.

by Garret Woo

5/28/2019

Bells

Bells ring in the distance, familiar in sound,
Down from the tower since I was a boy.

They no longer mean the same thing to me now,
Though I cannot mistake their daily voice.

It comforts to hear their same drawn out toll
Still filling the air in the late afternoon.

by Garret Woo

5/14/2019

Emotion

The last time you cried, what was it about?
The loss of a loved one or even self-doubt?
Did you give yourself all the time needed to feel
Every emotion that made the pain real?
If you can say “yes”
Then take what you’ve learned;
Put it up to the test
And keep what you’ve earned.

by Garret Woo

5/5/2019

How Far…

How far have I fallen from the tree?
Cast to the ground;
At last I am free.
The wind shifts its course,
I fall a bit further
And drift down the street
Across to the corner.
There I take root
And grow with the ages.
I tower the roofs,
Building taller in stages.

I still see the tree
Whose branches I fell from.
They dance in the breeze,
Flowing under the same sun.

by Garret Woo

4/28/2019

Spirit

Into this world you were conceived;
Fragile and warm, a child to be.
The trials of youth would navigate
The path of life that you’d create.
Out of this world you’ll be relieved,
With body left and spirit free.

by Garret Woo

4/10/2019

Desert

The mind is a desert,
Our thoughts are the sand
Moved by the currents
That dance on the land.
They swirl together
As one with the dust;
A tornado of souls
With eyes left untouched.

by Garret Woo

4/8/2019

Past, Present and Future

It is wise to learn from the past
But realize it can’t be changed.
The present holds all we’ve not yet lost
Though its flow can’t be staved:
A moment so brief it can’t be measured,
Like a spark pushing past and future together.
The future dances in the wind
As the wheel of time continues to spin.

by Garret Woo

3/26/2019

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