early spring

campus in early spring...
will things change when the red turns into white...?
I am afraid.

[picture by waluyohadi]

open & close

I forgot to close the rice cooker today.
Last time,
I forgot to close the door..
I forgot to close the refrigerator...
I forgot to close...

Ouch. It seems that I have problem with closing things that I have opened.
How if what I open is one's scar...
...that I don't remember to do something to make it closed?

me

Do you believe that sometimes one needs special time to be just alone?
I do.

And after this one whole crumbly week..
I turned off my room lamps and disconnected my messenger.
Being accompanied by candle light from a beatiful friend and relaxing music...
I am writing here.
Just for my self.

Take a good rest tonight... my dear friends...
for tomorrow you will realize once again
that the true happiness is in your heart.

Amin.

kumbang

Tertegun.

Itukah manusia...
...yang membutuhkan suatu hal yang tak terbayar harganya?

sebuah...
pengakuan?

Bahkan ketika tak seorang pun menyadari kehadiran sang kumbang
bersemayam di suatu mahkota bunga...
Pun ia tetap di sana.
...bersabar
...dan memberikan kehidupan

Dan...
...tak sanggupkah aku menjadi diriku sendiri?

plums in the spring

After long absence finally I have something to write here. The inspiration were just blurred away either because of no inspiration or just too much :p

I went to the plum garden in Ome, 2 hours by train outside Tokyo. The area was really like country side: peaceful, mountainous, fresh air, blue river, and no ticket machine in the train station :)

Plum blossoms start to bloom in the beginning of Spring in Japan, before cherry blossoms (or its famous name, sakura) complete the Spring atmosphere with their beauty. We walked in the area about 12 kilos (I didn't realize that it was that far) and one Japanese woman who also came with us taught me about haiku (or short poem --a kind of poem from which Yoshigawa Eiji, the author of Musashi whose childhood was also in Ome, started his career as a writer)

This is the haiku that I made while following the pathway to the otherside of the hills, gazing far into the blue sky.
春が来て愛の花も咲いている。。。

許し

許してくれ。。。
。。。実に望みって何？！
許してくれよ！
そうすると辛いということにはならないでしょう。。

苦痛はそのままに置いていて。
いつか強みになるから。

-desiree-
...time to start with more sincere...