Good Friday 2016 - at GKI Kwitang

The participants wash each others' feet as Jesus did to his pupils a long time ago

Golf Hole 15 on March 20, 2016 - Sentul Highland

Sang "aku" dan sang "asing"

Jauh di dalam diri, kita merindukan sosok diri sendiri.. mmm.. sosok sang "ada".. sang "aku".. yang seakan akan hilang ketika kita datang dalam kemasyarakatan. Kita tersesat, tidak bisa melihat lagi karna yang ada.. yang terlihat adalah orang lain.. ini juga disebabkan oleh karena masyarakat menuntut untuk melihat orang lain.. meniru para saudari/a dalam pencarian diri.. mengamati orang lain untuk mencari perbedaan.. untuk menjadi yang berbeda.. seperti mereka juga melakukan hal yang sama.. kita semua melakukan hal yang sama..
Kita ingin menjadi yang berbeda..
Sia sia..
Mencari di antara kawanan yang tersesat..
Semakin kita mencari perbedaan diri di dalam kemasyarakatan semakin kita tersesat.. sama seperti masyarakat yang tersesat..
Sia sia...
Ya, beberapa orang tau.. tetapi beberapa lainnya tidak..
Kemudian mereka yang frustasi memaksa untuk meniadakan beberapa bagian masyarakat secara radikal.. supaya mereka bisa mendeklarasikan ke"aku"annya ketika tidak ada yang lain.. tidak ada saudara... sebagai sang asing..
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Waktu Menuju Rumah...

Kau terus mengamatinya... Semuanya...
     Petang ini orang-orang buru-buru berjalan
                 Lalu-lalang...
                                     Puluhan muka berbisisk,
  'Waktu menuju rumah!'

Bangku taman ini berembun
             sebuah bangku ukir antik
  disanding lampu tiang temaram.
                           kau...
                                    mengelap basah kayu...

Sebutir meleleh juga di dada...

           Dedaunan berpilin dalam udara...
    Sisiran angin malam telah singgah... Petangmu ini.
 Getar alirnya begitu beku;
                                       beku ronakan pipimu
                     Angin yang air
          Basahkan bisikan... milikmu,
   'waktu menuju... rumah?'

Leaving Invitation

I said, the cloud!
It is almost gone.
we have been waiting for too long.
I'm afraid you are getting bored.
Please, your hand needs only to hold
my hand which have been stretched out.
Then, let's take a step and move on...
Please, let's go...

A Cheery Lady

At… that time,
the night was walking toward me
while the day was sleepily waving
thus, I gave him a kiss,
“goodnight, have a nice dream…”
Then I came again,
In passion,
embracing the night…
I will always remember how lovely it is…

On that mountain, a higher place,
she was so cheery and never stop whispering.
What she said was all about beauty.
These were done at a time.
Below, there was a town, she showed me
as there were numerous gems which were gleaming.
What was that like, those road and traffic?

I could not hold it,
whenever she smiled...
As if a breeze pumped out through my veins,
It relaxed a soul and gave peace.
I knew it, the air flowed from the sky!
And she said,
“I will accompany,
in your journey
to those road and traffic.”

A Glance

At first, yes!
         It felt like hell
            'cause everything spun over my head!
    How could you not be aware?
Let it fell -- your incense --
          burned and drew this scar on my hand.

(Sigh...)

But now it has been a while.
    Time has kindly refined.
 It feels pain no more inside.
          Just like a rainbow comes after a rain.
  Now it's several times easier to forgive...
Yet, when you are there, my heart turns shy...