Poem in my life (1)
THE PRAYERS There is something strange with my mother's prayer. Prayers that have been spoken are like sentences that had unintentionally strung. The words she seemed to want to convey but were implied to her the universe participates in every word he utters. Then, one by one's finds a way so that the baby will find a place for every word and sentence that has finally been spoken, for every desired time in the world of the child she loves. Ada yang aneh dengan doa ibundaku doa yang terucap seperti kalimat yang diuntai tanpa disengaja kata-kata yang sepertinya ingin dia sampaikan namun tersirat padanyalah semesta turut serta akan setiap kata yang diucapkannya lalu, satu persatu menemukan jalannya agar sang buah hati mendapatkan tempat bagi setiap kata dan kalimat yang akhirnya terucap untuk setiap waktu yang diharapkannya didalam dunia sang anak yang dikasihinya. An Ambiguous Person If it's in dim and vague, can bring a calm how about the sparkling and frenetic sky I...