Monday, December 08, 2003
Dia selalu bisa melihat langit biru
Tapi aku selalu tenggelam dalam palungku
Dari birunya langit dia panggil aku
Tentu saja langit biru lebih indah
Dibanding dalam tanpa batas
Aku sering lupa, di sendiriku
Gelap menggapaiku menutup cercah sinar
Tak ada dasar menopang tumpuanku
Lalu aku mulai jatuh lagi
Makin dalam, aku takut
Saat bayangku lebih besar dariku
Kudengar suaranya lagi, waktu yang tepat
Aku ingat betapa birunya langit
Kembali dia telah menarikku
Aku bisa terbang
Bukan dengan sayap
Hanya dengan tahu aku bisa terbang
Aku terbang
Tak bisa jatuh
Dia tahu itu
I made this poem last month (I think...I can't remember exactly when). I wasn't sure that it's done. Then when I was reading it again today, I decided that it's done and so I thought of a title. The title is weird, but it has a meaning which I reveal only in my diary. So you just have to wait 'til I die to find out :P Anyway, the title is a sign of gratitude, that's all :) and this poem was inspired by people with great faith.
:) eKa @ 9:11:00 PM •
bluesky.
finally a little bit of sun and blue sky and it's most probably the only one I would get here - side note: feel quite sad about Pope Francis, such an inspiration to be humble and down to earth :(
adieu Paris, je ne sais pas s'il y a une prochaine fois - si non, je pense que je suis contente :)
knocked my tea all over the table, but a girl quickly came to help me clean up and even said sorry about my tea - it gives me hope about these kids
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from the poem 大阿蘇 (おおあそ) by 三好達治 (みよしたつじ):
もしも百年が
この一瞬の間にたったとしても
何の不思議もないだろう
that line is just ... it stucks with me
a good present - bought a cake and getting a slice of cake for free - I know the universe has love for me :)
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