Syukurku

SYUKURKU
By: Awin Wijaya

Duduk termenung seorang diri,
Menerawang jauh mengarungi sanubari,
Tertohok karya sufi agung dari Persi,
Terngiang kisah-kisah mistik nan abadi:

Si kakak tua dan penjual minyak wangi,
“matilah sebelum kau mati”
Sang singa dan si kelinci,
“instropeksi diri, sebelum menghakimi”
Ayaz, si pengawal raja yang setia,
“janganlah lupa diri, semua adalah pemberian Illahi”
Ataupun si musikus tua,
yang akhirnya kepada Tuhan dia bernyanyi.

Oh Lord…
Syukurku atas pengetahuan yang Kau tunjukkan
Syukurku atas peringatan yang Kau berikan
Syukurku atas kesadaran yang Kau tanamkan
Syukurku atas air mata yang mengalir hanya untukMu.

Marhaban ya Romadhon…Marhaban ya Syahrus Siam…

Malang, 10 Agustus 2010

Forgive me

Forgive me
By: Awin Wijaya

I thought I was the weakest
I thought I was the hopeless
I thought I was the flawless
I thought I was the greatest

See the children of violence; I feel my matters are nothing
See the moments of the past day, I feel my mind's over thinking
See the great man from the East; I feel my life has no meaning
See the magnificent surrounds, I feel myself is a small thing

For every sorrow is a lesson
For every happening is a present
For every deed has a consequence
For every living being is eminent

Forgive my complaint always flowing from my tongue
Forgive my prejudice always being there in my mind
Forgive my ignorance always coloring every performance
Forgive my arrogance always looking everything down

Malang, August 6, 2010