Specks of dust in the night sky kept my loneliness in company. The moon sits perfectly in the window. Reluctantly contemplating to deliver message from the lover – who is the horizon.
I imagine he comes up to me, bringing about an influx of deafening silence in my chest. Calling back seagulls, who flew miles away to another bay to make love. Reminiscing memories buried in sand and stone. In my shore the mist sleeping so soundly. Coral reefs stood still waiting, and endlessly waiting for the souls Souls who can resuscitate them with new life
My tongue is squeezed under the foam. Words cross the island, and they are worn out for carrying the truth And finally, place them under the rainbow stairs when strong winds hit the beach in the afternoon.
Accordingly, tonight my song flowed into the still lake. Because, who else can play such beautiful a tone other than silence, and who else can blink a life soul other than the clear eyes.
A poem by ahmad gaus, surabaya, Oct 04/17
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