Tuesday, September 30, 2008

batu kecil

disadur dari "satu perjamuan satu jemaat" edisi september 2008

seorang pekerja proyek bangunan memanjat ke atas tembok yang sangat tinggi. Suatu saat ia harus menyampaikan selembar pesan penting pada seorang pekerja di bawahnya.

Pekerja itu berteriak- teriak
......
namun rekannya tidak dapat mendengarnya,
karena kebisingan mesin- mesin dan para pekerja lainnya

usahanya dilanjutkan dengan menjatuhkan uang logam ke depan temannya...
temannya pun berhenti bekerja..
namun selanjutnya,ia mengambil uang logam itu dan mengantonginya.

sang pekerja pun harus mencari cara lain...
ia mengambil sebuah BATU KECIL dan melemparkannya tepat ke arah orang itu
karena kesakitan, iapun menengadah ke atas untuk mencari tahu darimana batu itu...
sekarang sang pekerjapun dapat menyampaikan pesan penting tersebut kepadanya...

Seringkali Tuhan melimpahi kita dengan rahmat supaya kita mau mendengarkan pesanNya
namun seringkali itu tidak cukup untuk kita...
maka itu Tuhan memberikan cobaan- cobaan kecil agar kita mau menengadah kepadaNya...

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Hail is Your Sacred Love

Hail is the love of your heart
it coursed through the heart of the damned
it swells as a seed of joy beyond the sorrow
it grew in the epoch of the shattered burrow


Hail is your love and for the one that you love,
Much thing I've done and they're so wrong
but let me beg for mercy and apology
for none I know to do to fix ur broken smile

hail is your love, sweetheart...
how do I say I glad for a long time,
gratitude to your minuet of affection,
wish I could do better..much much better...

hail is your love for my broken heart
wish I could give compassion to your broken smile
I love you more than I did,
forgive me for every mistake I did...

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Our Distant Pathway

and so she went...
through the eyes of all splendor
and through the gate of admirations
let every cherry red pursue the dance of the swans

a line of thousand candle impale the darkness of this hall
implying the vacuity of insensible act to be done
for what he got was the fault of his heart
and what he stood as himself was accusation




and never to be clear the part of this lost chapter
as never she has to be back
and never for him to sweeten his bitter
as never his boundary to be break

so what has to happen is not of this matter...
we love to expedite this sour manner,
and we doesn't echo the sound of trouble,
as this failing part end up in such no shelter...