Laut dan Awan

Aku ingin menjadi awan,
tak terpisahkan dari angkasa
menjadi ibu dari hujan
menjadi teduh

menjadi sementara
menjadi sedih bagi laut
menjadi penantian panjangnya
untuk pulang

 

Cloud is nothing to compare with what I’ve been through to be with you

Or what I’ll be through.

To be home. To be a home.

A Reminder to Unina

To Unina Amicha Prasetyo,

When I told you to keep moving on, it wasn’t about sitting in the spinning carousel. Yes you’re moving on; up; high until you think that you’re in the sky again but soon you’re back staring at the ground through the window again. In fact, you’re going nowhere.

Now, go out of your carousel, take off your shoes, step your feet back on the wet grass and run. I know you would go even lower but you need to leave the carnival. I know you built it in years, but it’s now empty. Find the exit door and don’t look back. When we meet, I’ll do my best to help you with the map.

That’s what I meant with moving on.

–P