Spend time off in the back half of this feed. Today is the end day to prepare for all work activities tomorrow. That afternoon was so bright and I enjoyed this day. When the Lebaran time passed, starting from tomorrow, the list of work and the completion was starting.
It doesn't feel like it's been half a week always outside of my routine work activities. Activities with family will end today, and for tomorrow we will continue to focus on each other's work. Time is very fast indeed. That time is like a knife if we cut him, then he will cut us off, so that's about.
Following this I made a poem about time. :
Time,
who will never come back ...
story sheet, will soon be obsolete or become a memory,
bitter ... sweet ... dark and bright will be a story
Time,
which sometimes feels like running ... or crawling so slowly
but surely he will never stop
keep on leaving us who are still stuttering ... and gaping openly
like a night leaving morning ...
Time,
stringing mistery in a story frame full of Question marks,
but DEFINITELY ... !!!
like "death" that meets the soul that is still wrapped in body
like a fire that burns wood into ash ...
then…..
will we still let time pass without something,
or we offer ourselves swallowed by "time"
because no one will be able to stop "time"
even though the sky collapsed ... and the earth was suddenly frozen,
Time,
will remain faithful walking as it is ...
hate can turn into love ...
brightly instantly turned into pitch black
no one is silent ... everything moves, because
Time,
the earth continues to spin
the wheel of the age continues to crush ...
dragged ... crashed ... crushed ... or buried,
all race against ...
Time
what has gone will not be the same as what will come back
once must mean ... because the Almighty has sworn
for the sake of time
Truly humans are in a loss, except
those who believe and who always advise each other ...
in terms of kindness and patience ...
Time,
it will never stop ...
keep rolling like water ...
Waktu,
yang tak akan pernah kembali….
lembaran kisah, akan segera usang atau menjadi kenangan,
pahit…manis…gelap dan terangnya akan menjadi cerita
Waktu,
yang terkadang terasa berlari …. atau merangkak begitu lambat
namun yang pasti dia tak akan pernah berhenti
terus meninggalkan kita yang masih tergagap… dan ternganga-nganga
seperti malam yang meninggalkan pagi …
Waktu,
merangkai mistery dalam dalam bingkai cerita yang penuh tanda Tanya,
namun PASTI..!!!
seperti “maut” yang menjumpai jiwa yang masih terbalut raga
seperti api yang membakar kayu menjadi abu…
lalu…..
masihkah kita akan membiarkan waktu berlalu tanpa sesuatu,
atau kita berpasrah diri ditelan “waktu”
karena tak akan ada yang mampu menghentikan “waktu”
sekalipun langit runtuh….dan bumi mendadak beku,
Waktu,
akan tetap setia berjalan seperti apa adanya…
benci bisa berubah menjadi cinta…
terang benderang seketika berubah menjadi gelap gulita
tak ada yang diam… semua bergerak, karena
Waktu,
bumi terus berputar
roda zaman terus menggilas…….
terseret…terhempas…tergilas…..atau terkubur,
semua berpacu dengan….
Waktu
apa yang telah pergi tak akan sama dengan apa yang akan datang kembali
sekali harus berarti…karena yang Maha Menciptakan telah bersumpah
demi Waktu
Sesungguhnya manusia dalam keadaan yang merugi, kecuali
mereka yang beriman dan yang selalu saling menasehati…
dalam hal kebaikan dan kesabaran….
Waktu,
memang tak akan pernah berhenti………..
terus bergulir mengalir bagai air…
