*mengenang para korban bom Bali dan menentang kekerasan atas alasan apapun, apalagi agama. Ahimsa paramo dharma
Embun hanyalah setetes pagi yang mencoba menyusun kata. Namun kata selalu mencari makna. Gerombolan pikiran yang berduyun mencari ruang. Tanpa aturan, tanpa batasan. Ada yang memicu, ada yang menginspirasi. Cetak peristiwa masa lalu, baru tadi atau cita-cita ke depan belum pasti. Dan... embun pun menetes jatuh lenyap terserap bumi tatkala fajar kian hangat. Bila kenan kan, nantilah hingga esok hari sebelum jadi pagi. Semoga masih kan ada susunan kata baru...
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
ground zero
Where there is no more silent creature lay in pain and scream and unending cry. Where the birds would chanting no song of joy, instead of injured recollection. Where flower become none of the beauty, rather than as a pray for the lifeless. Where zero sense becomes the master. Where zero anger become a hundred percent sympathy. Where zero is the hope of new beginning. It is the beginning of everlasting peace and devotion among us, the sons and the daughters of the beloved mother earth.
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