Lagi dari Rumi (Everyman's Library Pocket Poets, p.20, for my husband)
'My Worst Habit'
My worst habit is I get so tired of winter I become a torture to those I'm with.
If you're not here, nothing grows. I lack clarity.My words tangle and knot up.
How to cure bad water? Send it back to the river. How to cure bad habits? Send me back to you.
When water gets caught in habitual whirlpools, dig a way out through the bottom to the ocean.There is a secret medicine given only to those who hurt so hard they can't hope.
The hopers would feel slighted if they knew
Look as long as you can at the friend you love, no matter whether that friend is moving away from you or coming back toward you.
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Lagi dari Rumi (Everyman's Library Pocket Poets, p.20, for my husband)
'My Worst Habit'
My worst habit is I get so tired of winter
I become a torture to those I'm with.
If you're not here, nothing grows.
I lack clarity.My words
tangle and knot up.
How to cure bad water? Send it back to the river.
How to cure bad habits? Send me back to you.
When water gets caught in habitual whirlpools,
dig a way out through the bottom
to the ocean.There is a secret medicine
given only to those who hurt so hard
they can't hope.
The hopers would feel slighted if they knew
Look as long as you can at the friend you love,
no matter whether that friend is moving away from you
or coming back toward you.
Like this one too.
Memang mengasyikkan! I particularly like the following lines:
How to cure bad water? Send it back to the river.
How to cure bad habits? Send me back to you.
Kalau kita baca Quran, lagi bagus tak? ha ha.
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