I am the one pushing myself to be poetic
when words can't even catch a glimpse of the Truth
I am aware of my tiredness
playing too much games in life
when I realize that they are purely the sake of play.
I am this silence
that longs to be heard,
and the seed of awareness where all things are born from.
I am God and the creation of God,
and the sacred dance that eternally flows in between.
I am the love radiating from the eyes of a newly born child
no masks to wear, no roles to play
just the innocent willingness to experience Truth as it is.
... 30 Juni 2006.
Surat Suara Tanpa Angka
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