Rasi Belantik

Tulis-hapus, berulang-ulang. Kupikir bukan di sini tempat aku harus tuliskan mantra yg akan membuat pipimu merah merona. Tak akan kubiarkan orang tahu, cukup kata itu berdansa di labirin telingamu, lalu bersemayam, diam tak pergi-pergi di satu ruang yg akan membuatmu rela kesurupan sejadi-jadinya.

A Mountaineering course {The life of a Mountaineer} is very different from a silent life in a room. Dirt roads penetrating the Savannas to the steepest of hills, winding paths of sharp gravel, then climbing again to the top. A reward at the top of feeling tired, being tired and thirsty is beautiful. My heart is merry {Light}. To live and remain silent in our room is the choice of cowards. Lying on a soft bed and hiding under a thick blanket is a comfort zone. Not feeling the time fly by. Time is twisted and conspiring with regret. I do not want to regret later on when it is dusk, when I haven't enough muscle to move, when my shoulders are no longer upright, and my eyes are no longer alert. I do not want to be a mockery of Time. I reject it all. I want history to record that I've stood on the highest peak, that I'm listed as a climber! An accomplished climber, a Brave climber. I will remember how the sun evaporates the dew in the morning, replaced by warmth when it...

Membangun mimpi bersamamu, mungkin saja seperti membangun istana pasir di pantai semasa kecil. Hancur berantakan oleh ombak kecil saja dalam sekejap.  Tapi,  setidaknya aku tidak lupa  cara bahagia tanpa risau apapun.  Jangan pernah mengatakan, “bagaimana jika hilang?” sayangku..

    Walking on the sands No voice of ours Listening to the wild waves Staring at the sun Looking at the blue open sea So, when?