recapture the dream

I want to come back to you
want to feel happy
about you again.
I want to look up at your eyes
and giggle with glee
not see the reflection
of the pain

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you've caused me.
I want to feel merry and good
and grateful for your love
not distant and remote
and somewhere far above.
I want to fly to your arms
like a child
sailing off a swing.
I want to remember
the warmth
your loving can bring.
I'm so tired of the chill
the winter
the snow.
Can't we rekindle the fires
and bring back the glow?
So much between us
so much sorrow
it would seem...

a reminder

Once a man saw in his dream, that a lion was chasing him.The man ran to a tree, climbed on to it and sat on a branch. He looked down and saw that the lion was still there waiting for him.The man then looked to his side where the branch he was sitting on was attached to the tree and saw that two rats were circling around and eating the branch. One rat was black and the other one was white. The branch would fall on the ground very soon.

The man then looked below again with fear and discovered that a big black snake had come and settled directly under him. The snake opened its mouth right under the man so that he will fall into it.The man then looked up to see if there was anything that he could hold on to. He saw another branch with a honeycomb. Drops of honey were falling from it.

The man wanted to taste one of the drops. So, he put his tongue out and tasted one of the fallen drops of honey. The honey was amazing in taste. So, he wanted to taste another drop. As he did, he got lost into the sweetness of the honey. Meanwhile, he forgot about the two rats eating his branch away, the lion on the ground and the snake that is sitting right under him.After a while, he woke up from his sleep.

To get the meaning behind this dream, the man went to a pious scholar of Islam. The scholar said, the lion you saw is your death. It always chases you and goes wherever you go.

The two rats, one black and one white, are the night and the day.Black one is the night and the white one is the day. They circle around, coming one after another, to eat your time as they take you closer to death.The big black snake with a dark mouth is your grave. It’s there, just waiting for you to fall into it. The honeycomb is this world and the sweet honey is the luxuries of this world. We like to taste a drop of the luxuries of this world but it’s very sweet. Then we taste another drop and yet another.Meanwhile, we get lost into it and we forget about our time, we forget about our death and we forget about our graves.

Imam Ghazali, from thedailyreminders.com

antara doa dan harapan

Janganlah kelambatan masa pemberian Tuhan kepada mu
padahal engkau bersungguh sungguh dalam berdoa
menyebabkan patah harapan
sebab Allah telah menjamin menerima semua doa
dalam apa yang Ia kehendaki untuk mu
bukan menurut kehendak mu
dan pada waktu yang ditentukanNya
bukan pada waktu yang engkau tentukan.

-Terjemahan Al-Hikam

Sad

Sad is a place that is deep and dark

like the space under the bed.

Sad is a place that is high and light

like the sky above my head.

When it's deep and dark

I don't dare go there.

When it's high and light

I want to be thin air.

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Sometimes sad is big
It's everywhere, all over me.

                                   Sometimes I'm sad and I don't know why
                                   It's just a cloud that comes along and cover me up.

Where is sad?
Sad is anywhere
it comes along and finds you.

                                            When is sad?
                                            Sad is anytime
                                           it comes along and finds you.

                                                                                       Who is sad?
                                                                                       Sad is anyone
                                                                                      It comes along and finds you.


Excerpts from
Michael Rosen's Sad Book

cinta dari syurga

Mengapakah

kita menagih
cinta manusia
sedangkan
kita tahu
bahawa ia tidak sempurna
bersifat sementara
dan kekadang
mengundang dusta.

Mengapakah
sukar untuk kita
menagih cinta
yang Satu
sedangkan
kita tahu
bahawa itulah
cinta yang teristimewa
yang teragung
yang sempurna
yang kekal
lagi abadi.

"dariNya kita datang

dan kepadaNya kita kembali"

Apakah kita terlalu alpa

sehingga

kita lupa

bahawa cinta yang Satu itulah

cinta dari syurga?

Doa

Tuhanku

dalam termanggu

kusebut namaMu

biar susah sungguh

mengingat Kau 

penuh seluruh.

Tuhanku

cahayaMu

panas suci

bagai kerdip lilin

di kelam sunyi.

Tuhanku

aku hilang bentuk

kembara di negeri asing.

Tuhanku

pintuMu ku ketuk

aku tak bisa berpaling.

-Zubir Ali -

Finding my way to You

Today
I realise
more than other days
that
sometimes
for some of us
we would have
to lose
everything
and everyone
we love
before
we can
find
our way
to
Allah.

Rumi on love, poems and dance

In Your light, I learn how to love

In Your beauty, how to make poems

You dance inside my chest where no one sees You

but sometimes I do

And that sight becomes this art.

- Jalaluddin Rumi -