Shattered glass

broken spirits
as we see their unhinged selves
negative energy shatters through
still i stand
composed
under the entitled, pestilent pressure
remembering the trustful power of kapwa
loving kind kindred
sweeps me up
my hands still
my breath deep
i close my eyes

Power of interconnection

mr. tutu called it ubuntu
thich nhat hanh said,
there's no separation between self and other
my filipino roots tell me, 
it's kapwa
interconnectedness
we delight in each other
as we spin something 
from joyful hope
i praise the fresh air
and summer rain,
allow the tree oil
to soak through my skin
to the ends of my fingertips and toes
breathe and feel my smallness, 
breathe and feel our bigness

Sunny holiday's end

heartache

paced the jersey shore with 

summer's tearful mizzle