KendiKu

on this side of the world
tonight is new year’s eve

on the other side of the world
tonight is just another eve
the sky is once again dark
people are hoping for the light to come
silently hopefully watchfully
waiting for the light to come and darkness no more.

only if compassion can be lived by all people
perhaps then we, too, will call new year’s eve “just another eve”

If I agree that everyone should be given a right to live, and then I say “I should have a right to terminate the life of an unborn child in my body“, am I not taking away my child’s right to live, hence, contradicting myself?

As I live, I can choose to live a healthy life and wish to live long, but everyone dies and I, too, will die eventually. Death comes whenever its time is due, and it won’t leave me with any choice to live.

If I agree that I have no more right to live when death comes, and then I say “I should have a right to die“, am I not playing an unfair game against death, and treating myself unfairly?

I consider the breath of life a gift, not a choice. It’s not mine. It’s not yours either. The beginning of my life and its ending are not under my control.

Spring has finally come.

She is standing at the gate,

greeting everyone with her biggest smile,

bringing home hope to those who despair.

No more dying leaves and branches.

Flower buds are blooming,

bringing joy to mother Earth,

filling her with colours and fragrance.

Bees and butterflies are getting excited too.

They flap their wings with no hesitation

as if the whole world rotates around them

being rest assured that this joy will not end.

And for us, shall we learn from nature?

Every day should be a Spring day for us,

no despair no hatred no tears,

because He who provides is our everlasting joy.

do not let me go, I say to You,
but often it is I, not You, who is trying to let You go.
no matter how deep or how far I run away, You are there,
waiting, not judging, forgiving, only loving.

unreachable, you often seem,
but in the deepest of our hearts, You choose to dwell.
a knowledge beyond comprehension, a grace so amazing,
how poor am I that I often doubt Your providence.

When darkness filled my days and doubt filled my heart,

I cried, “Where are You?”, but there was no answer.

Nights remain in their darkest, days become as dark as the night,

and all were silent.

Now the sky just began to clear up,

As the sun rose in the morn,

He proudly smiled at me and showed me some moving images,

a re-play of my days in the past

When I was sad,

He gave His shoulder for me to cry on and silently cried with me

When I complaint about life,

He embraced me, and with patience, silently listened to my complaints

When my burden felt too heavy for me to bear,

He silently carried my burden too from behind 

I see now, behind all that silence,

I was incapable of realizing

that He never let me down.

In that silence, He is ever present.

takkan pernah lelah aku mencari
tuk dapatkan sebuah makna
bukan dari buah pohon pengetahuan
tetapi dari Sang Pencipta yang menghidupkan

dibalik ragaNya yang biru secara kasat mata
di situlah sumber cinta abadi semata
sebuah cinta ilahi yang merasuki sukma
membalut hati yang tersayat oleh sengsara

di dalam keheningan yang mengangkasa
akhirnya kutemukan pertemuan mesra,
antara pribadi dan penciptanya
satu pesannya: hidupilah cinta.

"Sia-sia dan tak berguna engkau!"

demikian mereka mengejekku.

Kering, bagai sungai tak berair di hulu.

Gersang, bagai tanah  tandus di musim kemarau.

Itulah aku

menunggu air hujanMu

JanjiMu menjadi sumber pengharapan.

Ingin kurasakan setitik penghiburan,

biar semua pengejekku menanggung malu.

Kucoba merajuk dengan Yang Maha Tahu.

Di atas busur yang terentang,

bagaikan anak panah yang siap dilepaskan,

itulah diriku,

dan Engkaulah sang pemanah ulung.

Ketika nanti tiba waktunya,

diriku ‘kan Kau lemparkan,

menembus partikel-partikel di udara,

melejit jitu ke sasaran.

Ku kan terbang tinggi menjulang,

menembus awan..

Kala sinar matahari pagi menjelang,

ku takkan lagi tertidur dalam buaian.

Sebuah karya,

menggugah pemirsa.

Menampilkan budaya,

mencerminkan cita.

Meleburkan perbedaan bahasa,

mari menari bersama,

mari bicara dengan bahasa cinta.

Tertegun terpesona,

air mataku menetes dari pelupuk mata.

Walau hidup sederhana,

bahkan harus menderita,

mereka para pemudi dan pemuda,

maju dengan pesan istimewa

"penuhilah dunia dengan cinta".

Jangan ada lagi tindakan semena-mena

peperangan dan pembunuhan membabi buta

Mereka yang miskin dan juga papa,

tua maupun muda,

ingin membela namun tak berdaya,

merekalah yang menderita.

Itulah bukti nyata kebobrokan dunia.

A reflection on "Dance together for peace" by the youth Cambodian dance group

Hai, harapan! Perkenalkan diriku.

lama kumenunggu,

akhirnya kudapati dirimu.

Keberadaanmu seperti tiada namun selalu ada.

Bagaikan sebuah legenda,

ketenaranmu terdengar ke seluruh dunia.

Di kala sesah dan resah menyesakkan dada,

Bagai sejuknya air menghapuskan dahaga

Kau datang dengan sejumput ketenangan jiwa.

Karnamu, aku berani menjemput masa depan,

Karnamu, hidup tidak berakhir di hari kematian,

Karnamu,   a k u   a d a.