I live inside a certain closed system wherein one is not trusted, one is held accountable to high standards which are enforced relentlessly by teams chosen based on work ethic and other high quality merit marks, to oversee the delivery of services to the general public. Sometimes I question my decision to live there for it is not always a friendly place. What I love is how I am challenged and pushed to my limits, and not one day ever looks like the next. It is an exciting and dynamic environment, and because I have earned rank and respect over time, I do have freedoms and work is creative. I care for my team and am aligned with the mission.
Showing posts with label respect. Show all posts
Showing posts with label respect. Show all posts
Saturday, 14 September 2019
Saturday, 21 January 2017
china. usa. bodhi
If china and the usa can meet for tea
in the south china sea
what a dream this
would be
then will i know my chinese brother
who wears the knitted hat
like me
given us by our nephews
to keep warm
in the mountains
in the valleys
in the winter
a dream is only worth
making real. like the two silver hearts
i wear around my neck
on a silver chain
as my sister. in china
given us by our young nieces
replacing our hearts
from their scattered
pieces across the world
jasmine tea
in the south china sea
you and me
i give you my cup
you give me yours
and fire up our ceramics
against any twitter
polemics
arms locked at the elbows
we drink slowly
drink up. you and me
from the sunset west
looking east where she
shall rise again
red. blue and white
in the south china
sea
lighting the single candle
given us by an elder. in faith
by the bodhi
tree
in the south china sea
what a dream this
would be
then will i know my chinese brother
who wears the knitted hat
like me
given us by our nephews
to keep warm
in the mountains
in the valleys
in the winter
a dream is only worth
making real. like the two silver hearts
i wear around my neck
on a silver chain
as my sister. in china
given us by our young nieces
replacing our hearts
from their scattered
pieces across the world
jasmine tea
in the south china sea
you and me
i give you my cup
you give me yours
and fire up our ceramics
against any twitter
polemics
arms locked at the elbows
we drink slowly
drink up. you and me
from the sunset west
looking east where she
shall rise again
red. blue and white
in the south china
sea
lighting the single candle
given us by an elder. in faith
by the bodhi
tree
Labels:
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faith,
hope,
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katya,
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south china sea,
trust,
unification,
usa
Monday, 7 November 2016
vote
ONE of them gets to feel loved by the entire country. one of them will feel loved by me and you. we can only hope that they didn't use all their life up to now, positioning themselves to be loved like this. i wanna choose the one who wakes up every morning and already feels loved. the one i cannot take that feeling away from, no matter
why
or when
or where
or how i cast my vote...
even if the only one they know who truly loves them
thick or thin
is themselves
why
or when
or where
or how i cast my vote...
even if the only one they know who truly loves them
thick or thin
is themselves
Labels:
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Donald Trump,
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Hillary Clinton,
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respect,
self,
vote,
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