Kehidupan terus berjalan, meski Aku disini terluka parah. Bukan karena tidak perduli tetapi karena memang yg Harus berhenti untuk mengobatiku adalah diriku sendiri. Kehidupan tidak berhutang apa-apa padaku, tidak juga punya kewajiban untuk melembutkan semua batu tajam disekitarku agar Aku tidak terluka. Terimakasih untuk kesadaran ini, sadar untuk berhenti jauh lebih baik daripada terus bergerak … Continue reading Berhenti
poetry
Seeds
Let these seeds of goodness grow tall to reach the sky.. Amen. Karin Sabrina
Survivor
Dear survivor from an abusive household, you are amazingly strong.I don't know at what stage you're currently. Maybe you're still fighting for your legal single status at the courthouse,Or maybe you're still figuring out what you are going to do now,Perhaps today is that day when it hits you hard that you don't want to … Continue reading Survivor
Juni 2026
Juni 2026 adalah Juni yang romantis. Tanggal 1 Juni, hujan datang ke Kota ini. Deras, sejuk, melenyapkan rasa gerah Dari suhu panas ekstrim dua minggu terakhir. Hujan bulan Juni, judul puisi Sapardi. Digambarkannya hujan bulan Juni sebagai hujan yang tabah merindu, bijak, dan arif menyimpan rasa yang tak bisa di ucap. Sudah jelas saya terpengaruh … Continue reading Juni 2026
Luminous Stillness
I am light, luminous, unburdened by the weight of past and future. Everything appears now washed in mesmerizing light. I see it all— even the unflattering rough parts once hidden in the dark. The light falls playfully on them, revealing their edges clearly. These rough places give the landscape its character. And I realize the … Continue reading Luminous Stillness
A return
There’s a shape my body knows.I didn’t learn it in a class or from a book.I don’t even remember deciding to do it.But I find myself in it — every morning, every night.Balasana. Child’s Pose. It looks simple from the outside — a quiet folding inward.But from the inside, it feels like something else.A bowing. … Continue reading A return
Love day
Celebration
Donna Ashworth, The Right Words.
A good place
It’s a quiet kind of wonderful—this moment when I realizeI’m in a good place in life.Funny, isn’t it, how easily we forget?How these momentstend to slip through the cracksof overthinking,lost in the dust of too many yesterdaysand the shadows of too many tomorrows.I worry.Too much.About things that no longer exist.About things that haven’t happened.And in … Continue reading A good place
Anxious
Wild hope, Donna Ashworth, page 153
