The Sky is High

It's just a box of pieces of a puzzle about a small circle of friends. It's about the lives, the loves, and the hopes. One by one, part by part. Hung up in the sky along with prayers. Until each of them can fly higher by itself. The Sky the Rain the Rainbow the Sun the Moon. All are talking in their own way. Carving their small footsteps in the history of time. And now each of them can really fly higher by itself, and leave this house one by one...

Bahasamu

Ditulis oleh Kereta Hujan

aku menemukan jeda di dalam bahasa. aku mengendap melewati dinding-dinding halamannya satu per satu, memegangi kepalaku yang berlomba denyut dengan hatiku.

dia sempurna. tiap kata yang mengalir di tangannya menjelma tanya yang akan merupa mimpi malammu, manis senyumnya akan jelma tawa di setiap tanda jutaan yang diukir.

dan aku,

menuliskan cemburu di lembar-lembar jendela