Monday, December 29, 2003

To:
Dear All Mother in the World
who has dedicated their lives
for their children, husband, and God



When your mother fondle your hair
When your mother rub your brow, squeeze your leg
Enjoyed with grateful and grovel consciousness
Because God Himself present

If from the remote places you miss your mother
If from the remote places your mother miss you
Sing a compliment song for your God
Because every longing rhyme in your heart is
love from God to all His creatures

If you are crying, your mother will drop the tears
And God will wiped it
If you are sad, your mother will be suffer from pain
God Himself will prefered the amusement
Cry a lot for your mother
Do not ever make her cry for you
Unless, you have a courage facing indignation of God to your life

If your mother crying
The angels change into her tear drops
And the light will flare up from her tear drops make the angels angry to you
And the angels anger is a holy anger
So that God will allowed them to close the gates of heaven for you

Your mother is your existence life
Do not hurt her, because you mother always forgive you
And every forgiveness for all your mistakes will gripped by angels
To proposed by them for God to cool your firewood in hell


(Terjemahan Bebas dari buku *Ibu Tamparlah Mulut anakmu* - Sekelumit Catatan Harian Emha Ainun Nadjib)

Friday, December 05, 2003

I Wonder

I Wonder in my heart
Why is it so often seems to be
I can never say the things
That really means the most to me


.............


speechless