Assalamualaikum,
Waah hampir terlupakan blog ku ini...kembang kempis hampir mati. Mau kusiram dengan tulisan dan kupupuk dengan ide-ide...semoga mau bersemi, hidup dan bergeliat lagi. Semoga masih enak dibaca dan menginspirasi.....

Candle in The Darkness

We should never feel bad if people remember us at the time of their need. 
We should feel priviledged that they think of us like candle in the darkness of their life.... 

Angry....

If we are right, then there is no need to get angry. 

And if we are wrong, then we do not have any right to get angry.....

Remember Allah Azza wa Jalla guide us in QS 3:134

......wal kaadhimiinal ghaidha........

A True Gentleman

A true gentleman is one who never hurts anyone’s feelings unintentionally.

The final test of a gentleman is his respect for those who can be of no possible service to him.

The man who is always talking about being a gentleman, never is one......

So Weep.......

Advised from Maulana Rumi,

How should the infant know the effect of his cries upon hearts?
So weep, even if you do not know the result!
The everlasting gardens of rivers of Paradise will be born from your tears...

Under Pressure.....

A diamond is a chunk of coal that made good under pressure. A clay pot sitting in the sun will always be a clay pot. It has to go through the white heat of the furnace to become porcelain. Times of general calamity and confusion have ever been productive of the greatest minds. The purist ore is produced from the hottest furnace, and the brightest thunderbolt is elicited from the darkest storms.

Dear Lord, thanks for giving me the chance through this way.....

WEEP NOT FOR ME

To my dear children, Lia, Akbar and Salman
Mommy found this poem of Joe Fazio a few weeks ago,
I dedicated this poem posting to all of you
It expressed what mommy’s will and want,
so read and understand the meaning, honey…..


Do not weep for me
when I no longer dwell among the wonders of the earth;
for my larger self is free,
and my soul rejoices on the other side of pain...
on the other side of darkness.

Do not weep for me,
for I am a ray of sunshine that touches your skin,
a tropical breeze upon your face,
the hush of joy within your heart
and the innocence of babes in mothers arms.
I am the hope in a darkened night.
And, in your hour of need,
I will be there to comfort you.
I will share your tears, your joys, your fears,
your disappointments and your triumphs.

Do not weep for me,
for I am cradled in the arms of God.
I walk with the angels,
and hear the music beyond the stars.

Do not weep for me,
for I am within you;
I am peace, I am a soft wind that caresses the flowers.
I am the calm that follows a raging storm.
I am an autumns leaf that floats among the garden of God,
and I am pure white snow that softly falls upon your hand.

Do not weep for me,
for I shall never die,
as long as you remember me...
with a smile and a sigh.......


By: Joe Fazio

Intellectuality and Sensuality…

Mawlana Jalaluddin Rumi said,he who has intellect dominates his sensuality, is higher than the angels, and he whose sensuality dominates his intellect, is lower than the beasts.

It’s really true….is lower then the beast……,

Nasihat Daud

Nabi Daud a.s. pernah memberi nasihat kepada Sulaiman, putranya, tentang kiat-kiat untuk meraih kemuliaan hidup, sebagai berikut:
1. Bertakwalah kepada Allah SWT secara baik, dalam mencapai sesuatu yang belum tercapai
2. Jangan mengingat atau abaikan segala sesuatu yang telah terjadi di masa lalu (amal yang sudah dilakukan)
3. Sabar dengan lepasnya segala sesuatu yang telah engkau raih dengan tanganmu

Marriage

Then Almitra spoke again and said, 'And what of Marriage, master?'
And he answered saying:
You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when white wings of death scatter your days.
Aye, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.

Love one another but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other's cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music
Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together, yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.


By: Khalil Gibran (1883 - 1931 / Bsharri - Lebanon)

Allah

I tried to find Him,………………..
but I could not find a trace of Him anywhere.
I searched on the mountains and in the valleys
but neither in the heights nor in the depths was I
able to find Him.
I went to the Ka'bah in Mecca,
but He was not there either.
I questioned the scholars and philosophers but
He was beyond their understanding.
I then looked into my heart and it was there
where He dwelled that I saw Him;
He was nowhere else to be found.


By: Jalaluddin Rumi

Do You Remember –nya Phil Collins

Aku sudah lama kenal dengan lagu Phil Collins yang satu ini. Tapi nggak pernah aku perhatikan dengan serius syairnya. Baru ketika CD Peppy Kamadhatu yang ada di mobilku sering kudengarkan aku jadi menyimak syairnya. Mengingat syairnya membangkitkan produksi asam lambungku, perih sekali…

……………………….

We never talked about it
But I hear the blame was mine
I'd call you up to say I'm sorry
But I wouldn't want to waste your time

'Cos I love you, but I can't take any more
There's a look I can't describe in your eyes
Yes we could try, like we tried before
When you kept on telling me those lies

Do you remember...?

There seemed no way to make up
'Cos it seemed your mind was set
And the way you looked it told me
It's a look I know I'll never forget

You could've come over to my side
You could've let me know
You could've tried to see the difference between us
But it seemed too far for you to go.

Do you remember...?

Through all of my life
In spite of all the pain
You know people are funny sometimes
'cos they just can't wait
To get hurt again

Do you remember...?

There are things we won't recall
Feelings we'll never find
It's taken so long to see it
Cos we never seemed to have the time

There was always something more important to do
More important to say
But "I love you" wasn't one of those things
And now it's too late

Do you remember...?
…………………………….

All Mighty

Grant me authority.
My craft is to travel on the sea light
Do not amend my attention to others, but you,
My head, brain and acumen
Shall be acquiescent to you.

I pray to you.
I shall not desire depending upon the will of another.
Where doubtful and uncertainty
You are compassionate.

I pray to you.

I have no accusation but am grateful to you.
Me and my life, the gifts you manifest.

I pray to you.

.......

By: Abu Bakr Ahmad al Haroun

Nobody Knows the Trouble I see

Nobody knows the trouble I see, nobody knows my sorrow….
Those phrase was crafted at the gravestone of Soe Hok Gie (before the gravestone was secondly demolished, the rest of his bones were cremated and the ashes were spreaded over mount Pangrango), whose diary often accompanied my bed time in 1983-1984. As long as his life he struggled for something he convinced about right, but everytime the system, the situation and the mentality of the people around him made him dissappointed. Idealism and pride had made him isolated, wanted to be separated out of his environment and he felt that his struggle was meaningless and useless.

Nobody knows the trouble I see, nobody knows my sorrow….Very sad and so gloomy, Gie. Recently I truly understand what you felt at that time. Once, just like you, I ever feel so meaningless and for the first time in my life I feel so desperate.

You know Gie, as your brother Arief Budiman said, your life was not meaningless. A soft, sadness cry of the coffin maker and the pilot that flied your dead body to Jakarta, who ever read your writings, proved that. So do I, Gie. No, despair is prohibited in my life. Maybe someone or something ever makes me so meaningless, but I believe that another one or another thing will really need me and make me so worthy and meaningful.

Nobody knows the trouble I see, nobody knows my sorrow….

I Cry

Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry,
Cause I am on my own.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm.
They flow with life but take no form
I Cry because my heart is torn.
I find it difficult to carry on.
If I had an ear to confide in,
I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,to help another carry on.
The world moves fast and it would rather pass by.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad.
And sometimes...
I Cry
and no one cares about why.


(By: Tupac Shakur)

Give Me Strength

This is my prayer to thee, my lord,
strike, strike at the root of penury in my heart.
Give me the strength lightly to bear my joys and sorrows.
Give me the strength to make my love fruitful in service.
Give me the strength never to disown the poor or bend my knees before insolent might.
Give me the strength to raise my mind high above daily trifles.
And give me the strength to surrender my strength to Thy will with love.


(By: Rabindranath Tagore 1861-1941)

Tulisan ini mestinya diposting hari Sabtu yang lalu, tapi karena aku sibuk nengok papiku yang sakit di Solo, baru sekarang diposting....

If You Forget Me

I want you to know one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look at the crystal moon,
at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch near the fire
the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners that passes through my life,
and you decide to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember that on that day, at that hour,
I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But if each day, each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

(By: Pablo Neruda 1904-1973)

….dedicated to you…

Advice on Friends!

A real friend wishes his companions well,
He's not one who allows them to get close to hell,
Always be careful of the friends you Choose,
So, in the end, Jannah you will not lose,
If you find your companion is not stopping your wrong,
then, be weary, his friendship is not strong.
If you see the pattern made,
that when you are under your friend's shade,
Your Imaan begins to fade,
Leave the worthless creation,
make friends with Allah, Surely that is a high station!.
A dervish who had knowledge of our present situation,
Once told his students the following dictation,
"The meeting of people will never enrich you,
save with the gibberish of useless gossip.
So diminish your meeting with people,
except for knowledge or to improve your condition"


By: Imran Ibn Zarkhan Al Shafi


....waduh lagi keabisan bahan bahasan niii..ya sudah hari Senin ini (yang jatahnya ngulas Work&Profession) posting puisi nasihat Imran Ibn Zarkhan Al Shafi yang bagus untuk kita laksanakan ini saja....

My Song

I dedicate my Rabindranath Tagore’s poem posting to my children, the light of my eyes, Lia, Akbar, Salman….


My Song

This song of mine will wind its music around you, my children,
Like the fond arms of love.
This song of mine will touch your forehead like a kiss of blessing.
When you are alone it will sit by your side and whisper in
your ear,
when you are in the crowd it will fence you about with aloofness.
My song will be like a pair of wings to your dreams,
it will transport your heart to the verge of the unknown.
It will be like the faithful star overhead when dark night is over your road.
My song will sit in the pupils of your eyes,
and will carry your sight into the heart of things.
And when my voice is silent in death,
my song will speak in your living heart.

(By: Rabindranath Tagore)

And Tomorrow

Today is filled with anger
fueled with hidden hate
scared of being outcast
afraid of common fate

Today is built on tragedies
which no one wants to face
nightmares to humanities
and morally disgraced

Tonight is filled with rage violence in the air
children bred with ruthlessness
because no one at home cares

Tonight I lay my head down
but the pressure never stops
knawing at my sanity content when I am dropped

But tomorrow I see change
a chance to build a new
Built on spirit intent of Heart and ideals based on truth
and tomorrow I wake with second wind
and strong because of pride
to know I fought with all my heart to keep my dream alive

(By: Tupac Shakur: 1971-1996)

...a hope will always arise when we keep and fight to keep our dream alive.....