Taken 6 pm 15/3/12
I woke up this morning to find in my email the following poem. It came from our house guest who arrived with her family quarter to midnight last night. On arrival she commented hearing in the dark the sound of waves beating the shore – hence this poem, perhaps
Sleep well, Rudy, Ninot and your three lovely girls.
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UNTITLED
had forgotten the sound of the waves
Crashing, hitting, arriving
Against the wide ranging beach
sandy white
had forgotten the sound of the waves
Crashing, hitting, arriving
Against the wide ranging beach
sandy white
At the edge of our little world
How tiny we are, the space we live in
Compared to the vastness
they travess
Powerful winds
Reminds one of our insignificance
The forces of the universe
Supreme creation
To be so close
To the edge of time and matter
Where it does not matter
Awakened. Enlightened.
Al-Manar , Terengganu
5.29
Sent from my iPhone
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13 comments:
Ah....how we envy Aunty Ninot and family....have fun with your house guests, Pakcik. purrr....meow!
Miss home indeed ...
Dear Pak Cik,
When you post a poem there must be something special that prompted it. True enough! And it is such a lovely poem! Leave it to Ma'am Ninot! And you are playing host to Ma'am and family. How nice! Happy School holidays!
Hank
Assalammualaikum tuan,
Terima kasih atas kunjungan tuan ke blog Ibanmuslim. Maaf di atas kelewatan memberi respon kerana sedikit kesibukan diri sejak akhir2 ni. Semoga ukhuwah yg terjalin mendapat keberkatan drpd-Nya.
Tegurlah saya jika saya melakukan kesilapan. Bimbinglah saya jika saya tersasar. Semoga kita semua sentiasa dlm rahmat & keredhaan-Nya.
Salam hormat,
Muhammad Amirul Abdullah
ibanmuslim.blogspot.com
C-f-S,
We made sure to rid of all the four-legged ones before we sat to enjoy keropok lekor and nasi dsagang with kepala ikan in npeace.
Nwar,
What is home withouse children around!
Hank,
I get enlightened by association, not natural talent.
Inan Muslim,
Thank you for responding. Now I can visit rumah panjang without fear.
Indahnya puisi itu, yang amat mengendahkan ciptaan Dia. Baru ombakNya, kita sudah amat begitu kagum. Kemarahannya, timangannya, desirannya, buih putihnya, isi rezeki di bawahnya, pergi datangnya yang tak berhenti-henti... dan segala rahsia di sebaliknya, semuanya menampakkan kehebatan ombak.
Pasti, Maha Hebat lagilah Pencipta dan Pengarah ombak!
Dan itu hanya baru perihal ombakNya!
Temuk,
Sdr memahami puisi lebih mendalam daripada saya. Pantai sebagaimana sdr kata, ombah, laut, buih dan segala yang bersangkut dengan nya amat memgkagumkan bila kita membuat perhatian mendalam - dan juga kemarahan NYA yang menakutkan.
Agaknya sebab itulah sya seakan akan terpanggil untuk ke Kkalang Mmaras pada petang 15 haribulan tu (I did not open my internet in KT).. Agak malang juga sedang saya berkira kira hendak kesana kakak saya memerlukan saya untuk menghantarnya ke Duyong atas urusan ibunda tercinta.. Malam tu ada pernikahan anak saudara di Rhu Bathil, Dungun.. bimbangkan saya diperlukan untuk menjadi saksi.. saya terus keDungun sekembali dari Duyong ke Seberang Baruh..
Sebenarnya saya ada bermuafakat dengann Ninot untuk kesana.. tapi telah berlaku sedikit miscommunication..
Saya kembali ke KT pada Sabtu 17, segala perancangan menjadi huru hara.. kawan baik saya dari tahun 1971.. telah di masukkan ke ICU.. coma.. saya rasa agak kesal tidak dapat bersama Abang Hassan meraikan lawatan Ninot dan keluarga ke An-Nuri..
Ayah Wang,
There is always the next time. Hope your good friend comes through.
Dear Pakcik,
To think we almost did not make it! With the kids not too well and work/writing escalating, I was sure we would not have the strength to pull it off. Plus, Rudi has to be in Kelantan tomorrow. And Sasha's kittens!
The thing is, if Allah S.W.T decides you will be in KT, you will be. i have never slept even one night in KT. as a child, we used to have family hols in Kemaman and Chendor but that was about it.
Needless to say, it was the loveliest holiday. The breeze, the nasi dagang - best of all, I bumped into not one, not two, but FOUR old friends! Two atPrimula, one in Kerteh and one in Kuantan. Plus I met yet another storyteller at the spa! All will be revealed over at ninotazizpurplemusings.blogspot.com
I am not such a good oplanner for this to happen, so it must be the planning of a higher order. Alhamdulillah.
All I can say is, Pakcik, your hospitality and time shared will be a quiet cherished moment by me and Rudi. And the girls loved the instant friendship shared with Aisyah and Adam.
It was the perfect getaway.
Ayoh Wang, shall we make that union at my place next? Pakcik?
Salam to Makcik, Ainun and the family, including Aziz. That sunrise , glorious golden with stay with me aand Iraani Insyaallah for a long, long time.
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