Kitab Para Malaikat (Book of the Angels)

Prologue: By Maman S. Mahayana
Found Nurel Javissyarqi in among: Socrates, Plato, Aristoteles, Giodano Bruno, Galileo Galelei, Rene Descartes, Copernicus, Ferdinand De Sausures, Roland Barthes, Derrida, Ibnu Thufail, Ibnu Arabi, Ibnu Sina, Al-Hallaj, Al- Ghazali, Muhammad Iqbal, Hamzah Fansuri, Syekh Siti Jenar, Amir Hamzah, Chairil Anwar, Kahlil Gibran, Sutarji Calzoum Bachri, Afrizal Malna also the theory of Confucianism.

Poetry Anthology By Nurel Javissyarqi
Kitab Para Malaikat (Book of the Angels)

Motto: “Buku bukan sekedar menyapa, tapi juga sarana berdialog dengan dunia”.
The book does not only accost you, but also the medium of doing conversation with the world.

Prologue : Maman S. Mahayana
Epilogue : Herry Lamongan
Translator : Agus B. Harianto
Cover : MN. Jihad
Layout : AGO
First publication, December 2007

Published by Pustaka puJangga
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X + 130 page; 15,5 x 23,5 cm
ISBN: 978-979-58-247-5

Table of Contents:
iii- Prologue: Fascinated Dark Alley by Maman S. Mahayana
ix- Table of Content
1- Preface; Time in the Angel’s Wings
5- Open the Body of Padmi
11- Laws of Lover
19. Devoting Couplets
25- Spaces Perpetuate
31- Music- Dancing of eternality
35- Foamed by Odorous Night
39- Desire of Glory
45- Above the Sky Stretcher
51- Tributary of philosophy
57- A flower of revolution
63- Appearance of Last Night’s Prayer
69- Profound Sorrow of Foam
75- Wave Nurses Beach
81- Returns the Holy Intention
87- Developer of Mysterious World
93- Noon is Body, Night is Soul
99- A Censure of Gift’s Light
105- Birth Land of Time
111- Solid of Time- Space
117- The end; testimonies
125- Epilogue: A Letter for Male Guerrilla Fighter by Herry Lamongan
126- Explanation for the Book of Angels
129- About Writer


PROLOG: FASCINATING DARK ALLEY
By Maman S. Mahayana

The stretching of seethed passion, when it can’t hold any more and then it crack, very instant at that time, its expression is poured out to come out scatter around, splashed, beat anything. And then perch on any place that it touched by in any way its like. Perhaps it doesn’t mean any at all to do accosting and addressing, say hello, or even pursuing. It just wants to describe the mount of nervous that very long time lies down in the heart and brood in the kingdom of its ideas. It could be born by its awareness, that the ideas which very long times imprisoned, will have bad result to the explaining brains and the heartbeat. Perhaps there is also another consciousness that God do not prohibit his creature to tell story about anything, doesn’t it have no rule which states that God will punish the human whom let loose his imagination to wander in to any zone of other’s imagination? Even, on the contrary, God place the human as the creature that have higher grade than the others, just precisely, because the factor of that imagination.

In that context, Nurel Javissyarqi in his poetry’s anthology, the Kitab Para Malaikat is alike represent his awareness about the zone of imagination, just pay close attention to the whole of line that he created in this his poetry’s anthology. He was so energetic to scatter about the seething of his passion. He looks like deliberately enjoy his freedom to express. There fore, what we will get from the lines of his poetry are the freedom to recover a combination of problem (: theme) as his logical reason like and as his logical reason want to say those. He looks like doesn’t care about the convention. What he was doing is free the imagination from the jail that shackle assumed by him. There fore, scatter around the style of reduplication that felt fresher. Besides that, the clamor is appear on a numerical of ideas which jumping, perch anywhere, and wandering in to other’s hemisphere that can’t imagine. Those are, the act of free imaginatively; freedom to think, freedom to express, which is already have its own history that is very long and tiring.
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Do you still remember Socrates that chose to drink the poison than be tray on his believe to express? Plato, Aristoteles and long list of the past thinker’s names are the man had embellished the long history of freedom to think, to express, to imagine. Came from there of the cultural and human civilization rolling rapidly without holder. Remember either, on Giordano Bruno that burnt lively because his struggling carried out the freedom to think. Galileo Galilee, Rene Descartes, Copernicus, and a lot of other names in the lists of West thinker are the figures that moved in the fighting of thinking. And then, came from there the knowledge grow adoringly until the human have the ability to spell his self-identity perfectly. Until now those names are keep haunting, even tough a lot of other figure, like Ferdinand de Saussure, Roland Barthes, Derrida, until the proponents of postmodernism- post structuralism- had firmly existed to replace them.

At East, the lists of names are not being of lesser on its long. Ibn thufail, Ibn Arabi, Ibn Sina, Al- hallaj, Al Ghazali, Muhammad Iqbal and then into our world- Hamzah Fansuri and Syekh Siti Jenar- were the figure that directly or not, were included to changed and give the base of their thinking in the culture- civilization and Indonesian’s literature. So the wildness and the wiling to carry out the freedom to create are really not a new thing. The problem now is just left; will it destroy the old paradigms? – According to the Thomas khun’s ideas- and implant the new paradigms or just want to rebellion.

In the literature’s world, empirical cycles or the rotation of those paradigms are blown into the concept of tension between convention and innovation. Pull each other between convention and innovation are really base on the wish to express the freedom to create, to do creatively explorations, and exploit several possibility of aesthetic. In these things, licencia poetica (= poetry license) be based on the enthusiasm to offer the new things, new creativity, and force the old convention into corner to become something stared as out of date, worn out, superannuated. Therefore, what the next emerge is the renewal that in the literary work (text) into a numerical substance of its intrinsic, even not close tightly on the aspect of its extrinsically. That is the world of literature, the world that in there have too many kind of creatively happening are attended with the consciousness of aesthetic which really tight of its connection with culture’s nervousness.

In the journey’s map of Indonesian’s poetizing, the list name of avant-garde, like Amir Hamzah, Chairil Anwar, Sutarji Calzoum Bachri, Afrizal Malna and any others name that scatter around in the map of Indonesian’s pertaining to poetry, that in the essence, they were also struggle in the pulling each other between convention and innovation.

Even though like that, we are not close our eyes either on appear in numbers of our contemporary’s poet that also doing a desertion, rebellion on the name of innovation, on the name of creativity, on the name of renewal. Some times, he carry out the enthusiasm just want to be different experimental. Fine, in fact, God does not prohibit the human kind to do it. So, it is legal if on the next time appear Indonesian’s poet that also want to do the movement of freedom to be creatively. Maybe, he didn’t satisfy on the style of the old aesthetic. Maybe also he has consciousness of aesthetic to do pursuing. It could be rather carry out the enthusiasm just want to be different, alike the other possibility that he couldn’t hold the seething of his mount ideas.

With those consciousness and those understanding, so, now we face the poetry’s anthology by Nurel Javissyarqi that impressed on its many kinds ideas spurt, scatter out of wild ideas, and the complicated is, we found the conventional pattern of ruling to use the usual language, every things are allowed and legal. He does not break the law of God. He just wants to rebel into the convention of poetic, into the expression of using the language that is in its history, usually always assaulted by rebellion. Then, how do its efforts? How does Nurel move his creativity?
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As poetry that fully with ideas and wild of its imagination, we are really alike facing against with long alley that is in there scattered about the other alleys too, which have so many branches off. Different with Sutarji Calzoum Bachri who destroys the convention and offers the aesthetic of spell or Afrizal Malna who carry out the dissension, fragments, and the enthusiasm to offers incoherence, Nurel Javisyyarqi does more look similar like the pattern of express on the stretching of seethed enthusiasm. He seen like saved a lot of nervousness in very long time and failed to meet the valve of its opener. Therefore, what appears in the next is the destruction on the sentence, in disordering of imagination, and the creating on the pattern of staggered metaphor, mess in the moving of drunken Master. The attractive deed by Nurel is also the creating of the pattern of reduplication that felt fresh, even though those are not the new things. Mentioned, the words; mewangi (being odor or fragrant), pepintu (doors), wewaktu (times), pepohon (trees), bebayang (shadows), gegunung (mountains) and etc. to show the plural form of those words.

The searching on contents sometimes facing the failure. But, that is precisely the challenging. There is a kind of terror, but, not in the level of create the disturbance in our mind. In fact, in several things, we still can get the style of Khalil Gibran or Muhammad Iqbal. Check this out, these few lines when Nurel talk about the world of women:

Perempuan itu kembang di petamanan mimpi
….(I: X)
Kaulah perempuan, dari kerajaan misteri (I: XIX)
(The women are the flower in the park of dreams
You are the woman, from the kingdom of mystery)

Aren’t those styles reminding us on the reflection style of Khalil Gibran? In a lot of things, some times those impression touch the feeling of our aesthetic context. And out of it, we suddenly attacked by the others wild ideas, out of control, until it inclined become terror. Pay attention on these lines that narrate the beauty face of the women:

Alis kerudung kedua bagimu, bila alis dicukur habis
Hilanglah bulan sabit menggantung anggun di tengah malam,
Sedang lampu-lampu kota adalah hiasan. (I: XXXVII)

(The eyebrows are the second veils for you, if it shaved until there is nothing left
Lost the crescent hand nicely on the middle of night,
While the town’s lamps are just accessories.)

Two lines at the first show, how very the eyebrows of women are important accessories that become part of beauties, even more as the sensuality of the women. But, how its relation with the town’s lamps that he putted as the decoration? In here is, the clip of women’s sensuality- curved eyebrows that alike the crescent are- suddenly attacked by the town’s lamps, how is its relation, its association, and the clip of its imagination? Those are one of the terror that seems like obviously created to destroy the imagination it self.

In the other case, Nurel acted like the figure of hermit that is in the certain things, sometimes dazzled his self become the figure of Sisifus. He just wants to wish, to do, and moved with brings his wild imagination in to the alleys.
Check again onto these lines:

Mari hadir bersama keindahan, bimbing kesadaran alam hingga terdalam
Sia-sia dipenuhi hikmah, malapetaka bila ajaran berharga dibuat bangga (I: LX)

(Lets attend together with the beauty, lead the awareness of nature until into the deepest
Useless be fulfilled by wisdom, disaster if the valued theory made proud.

I imagine the figure of Iqbal or Gibran told his command words about the beauties, about the nature that spatters the beauties of God. So, why either the human get the wisdom, assumed useless. Then what is the meaning on the disaster if valued theory made proud? It could be, doctrine, theory, or wisdom, enough as light’s giver into the heart, and doesn’t need to make somebody become haughty, forget about his self. Does the light of God or the spattering of those God’s light as the representation from wisdom, from the theory that gives brighten?

The style of advising on the religious matters, in everywhere seem like obviously attended as manifesting the figure of I as if the “I” is the writer his self that put him as “Resi” (title of ascetic) or the hermit that speech from the peak of mountain. Several of his instructions are fascinate, even though sometimes bring us into the dark alley or the ideas that roaming in the middle of jungle hood.

Kunang- kunang terbang malam, berikan cahanya pada kalian/ the glowworm fly at night, gives its light to us/ an instruction which remind me on the theory of Confucianism. But what happen next in the line of: kumpulan tersebut, terselimuti kegelapan yang terjaga// (IV: XCVIII) those group, blanketed by awaked darkness// in those context, seem, there is enthusiasm to build the paradox. Then, what the content of the instruction if the willing give brighten, enter the blanket of darkness?
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In a whole scale, Nurel Javissyarqi in his poetry anthology, kitab para malaikat, the book of the angels is carry out a lot things, offer many kinds of philosophy’s thinking and absorb the influence from so many philosophers. But, remember how fully is the idea that hangs on his brain, he seen like want to do releasing sonly. He will spray the whole things in a taking of breathing. That is his problem. A desire that culminating, drooping for long times suddenly break the damn of its blocker, thus the desire is spurt break anything, pulverize- crush to everything that on the front of it. With that way, the impressions that suddenly appear are a combination of infatuated, somnolent, ecstasy that drunk to its self. Therefore, the ideas throw out are the voice of his own thinking which like the bullet of machine gun that precisely can harm a lot of message that he willing to offer.

The anthology of Kitab Para Malaikat had arranged into twenty chapters. The last chapter seem send the news of a combination of testimony by several experience that treated by him as sifter of inner heart and thinking on figure of Nurel Javissyarqi. He was enjoying his life that was out of grade as the hunting on the ideas. Those why, can be understood that if Nurel seem like have no power to hold the burden of his own mount ideas.

Out of those problems, I enjoy on this poetry anthology as the figure of wanderer that lost in the vast forest hood. There is passion to sonly get out from the deviation, but, in fact, it is fascinate too, when enjoy his deviation. Like the figure Sisifus. Just enjoy it; therefore, we will arrive into the right way, at later, some day!

Bojonggede, April 30, 2006

By Maman S. Mahayana
Paseban, Bojonggede, Depok.



PREFACE: TIME IN ANGEL’S WINGS, I - XXXIX
Nurel Javissyarqi

Allahhumma shalli”ala sayyidinaa Muhammad;
Spirit testify on a dripping of drizzle deliver the feeling of universe’s atmosphere
is collected in the bottom of the sea in the depth of poet’s chest cavity (I)

The handle of lave is close, the desert’s surface is complain,
mind’s reaching reveals the spiraling of curtain; the tembang of mysterious is beating (II).

The complete one is enjoyed tottery want to be fully, from beginning until the end
is hoped to dissolve, it begin from the magnet sheet of light of feeling (III).

This whole paper have destiny on soul of sacrifice,
the eternality for tributary aim to estuary (IV).

Therefore don’t account on the time for practicing the asceticism,
suck the existence’s pole of its power (V).

This sprinkling come from olive seeds has saved oil in it
be brilliant without flame of fire, alike mankind have high wish
more than the throne of the angel Ruhaniyyun (VI).

The seriousness to submit to the God, felt like gone in front of the door;
You climb the age, it performs the air to you,
you visit the breadth of hand, it let the time for you too (VII).

Don’t be concrete into without haunting, won’t found a live,
if yet find the self be in pairs (VIII).

Why are you in short repeatedly time took your breath back? ,
These pens accompany the silent gamelan of holy sentence to niche’s billing of mystery (IX).

The embracing of laves and loves nurses each century,
and then the wings of reincarnation movement are on to you, to the billing of your soul (X).

Softly feathers also firm teach the unbroken alphabet
even though the water of ocean is blanketed by space’s silk clothe of soul (XI).

Purposely visit the past times
worship to gratefulness in the middle of searching on the genuine,
the divinity of God is danced had been carved on wall’s cave of history,
these are the relief from the men’s chiseling who had primary manner (XII).

On the firm’s cave stone won’t deadly lava and thunder,
the door and window are closed, lost memory will disappointed and at the cross side mind that
never guessed, while the peace is entrusted on the shaking of leafy (XIII).

The tired body of twilight’s eyes is as sharp as a wise vision measures the happening,
a handful of rice plant’s seed, the smile of holy sowing of the farmers (XIV).

Give the present of corn seeds from your gold bucket,
the yearning comes by its self while the drizzle is falling for a moment then go (XV).

Wash the feet of wanderer onto the mausoleum of saint,
there is blossoming lotus in the stretching times of afternoon,
at night is full moon, at the noon the fully secrets sheath is close (XVI).

Move your pain from the hand of nature to the passageway of time,
the splinter of sky’s light turn into the granite, alike salt grain
is flopped away by the surge to the flower of rock in repeatedly time (XVII).

The one who be loyal to trace the way step on the beach of essence, in the short time will know
the flower wijayakusuma is blossom, as requirement for coronation of Ratu adil (XVIII).

Is this the light of words in the night of full moon for folks? ,
understand this preface with whole resoluteness,
knit its silk strings for cloth of glory (XIX).

Basically illness have medicine, a span of bengawan water is flowing the ankle,
enjoy the stepping foot to walk over the muddy land to read the map of sea shore,
incarnate become way home’s dancing that is retraced on the content of history event (XX).

Glorify God’s charity as deep as bail in the deepest well,
if meditated inside the cave of inner heart (XXI).

In every take breath from you closes the eyes are satisfied
and the holy spirit of life absorbed nicely to manifest (XXII).

It doesn’t come from hesitant incarnate to be conviction, but
lift up the legend from prison of time since from the shackle of light (XXIII).

The intention of desire is in abundance; pile the stone of temple to be stupa,
if monument stands erectly at middle of town, people back and forth to ask question each other
to him self also more (XXIV).

At least you know the jumping to reach Eve’s feeling
more than speed of logical accounting of the questioners (XXV).

The long of kite’s string blown by the air,
hair is fallen apart by incoming clang shawl
and the night born the tale under the aware of creating (XXVI).

They are antipathy to accosted under the stingingly sun, thus remember
To the one whom flow to under the heart is always be forever
release the time space’s burden of the true filler (XXVII).

If understands the awareness core of natural is purify the eyes of inner heart,
that’s the dew on the eyelids of the flower Prabusetmata (XXVIII).

Purposely involves the law of sky on hill of Giri
caused of the earth rubs the body of the more worn out sun (XXIX).

The children of period lift up their magic places,
kiss over the odor’s hand (XXX).

The flower blossoms in the clouds drops the drizzle of heaven’s dew,
is sucked by wanderer that teaches your souls (XXX).

But its face often change when your looking is angry, therefore
light up the fire to one point, each mankind hides the true question
; I want to be buried in the bottom of the ocean; wanderer’s said (XXXII).

The one who know by heart embed the conviction deeply,
then the sweat of cure evaporate
beyond the cloud of thousands windows of rain (XXXIII).

The ruins are developed incarnate to be everlasting
and the scattered age are reorganized again (XXIV).

Before the blew get bigger
you are in short time repeatedly feel satiated,
this is not candy or market’s snacks (XXXV).

Go to the body of holiness,
when at slippery street found the cane at the middle of passageway,
you saved the precious stone, but the lovers don’t need it (XXXVI).

The sign had enough or you had vomited,
her dreams more prize than a circling of necklace at the princess’s neck (XXXVII).

The moon is not broken but it only falls on the night’s calendar
and the time returns the body of full moon (XXXVIII).

Your doubt is haunting, your strong have bridge,
it is at your side in every you lie down (XXXIX).


Glossary
1. tembang= kind of java song.
2. gamelan= it takes from Java language which its mean is gamelan orchestra.
3. Ratu Adil= it takes from Javanese which mean fairly queen that believed will be the fairly king in Indonesia.
4. wijayakusuma= kind of flower when it blossoms is the sign to crown the king.
5. Giri= name of hill that become the mausoleum of saint Giri.



OPEN THE BODY OF “PADMI”, I: I – XCIII
Nurel Javissyarqi

When the world was in the form thickly mist, who said?
When the dew had not born yet, who reached?
When history had not written yet, who talked about words?
The times was still in form of light’s slicing,
who was the first one live at the ice ocean of light? (I: I).

Women decided by God to born their children,
breastfed their son and girl’s baby (I: II).

It is the gate opener of sky, when the book of time had not studied yet (I:III).

She is the primary human being on earth,
because of her the mist is shovel, the cloud is disappeared, the face of blue of sky (I: IV).

Mother’s prayer create the smile to breath the space
Resembling like the wave goes to the beach again and again (I: V).

Pretty virgin on this earth is Eve’s descent; the light is shine to her
and to each beloved man, certainly have king’s crown (I: VI).

Make the cloud become the veil for her,
and then the depression beat hardly to the one whom laughs at it (I: VII).

Too soon the virginity of boy means the girl, therefore walk to
follow the fragrant of kanthil aim to far away park at there (I: VIII).

Don’t force to hold the butterfly’s wings by hand,
it will struggle to get loose left wound, catch it by sight only,
because it had understood the wind’s fragrance on the air (I: IX).

The women are flower at the park of dream,
any one is absolutely wiped out breathe her depth; the mystery of softness will be arrived
as soft as colorfully curtain of cloud at the pole of the God’s great love (I: X).

To the nation who respect their great grand parents, the women
become leaders to follow, her long shawl drag the steps
and the world agrees, even so many times be flopped by hurricane (I:XI).

It creates deathly staggering storm,
rotate the knife of addicted to pick up the age, the molten stones are blown away by it (I: XII).

Its figure is as stiff as overripe winds pass over the firmament,
in its softness saves the firmness (I: XIII).

It is the beauty bury injures in every tidy folding,
it is a sweet thing that rules the market of cultural (I: XIV).

Its splendor set an example at the inner heart of artist,
the chiselers, the painters, the poets and also the dancers
were born by its courage’s flared up of its immortality (I: XV).

Loyal love, sincerely wash the phallus until powerless
in the embracing of love, the hand’s tug of intimated laves (I: XVI).

The women take your soul onto the top of solid desert of the daydreaming
alike green grasses are dancing by the whispering of height (I: XVII).

They are not realize already stepping too far into thorn bushes of smile
which perpetuate the everlasting of feeling (I: XVIII).

Take so long for you, master, to understand the beloved one,
but who have too glory decision, wise and also amaze the world?
You are the women from the empire of mysterious (I: XIX).

When the eyes understand, the future vision are captured
also the history before, it is the sun of eagle’s eyes at Maospati,
anything seen it will get it as prey (I: XX).

It is the cunning hunter, in its every wing’s flapping leisure the life of somnolent one
while its finger’s dancing is aim to the sky, erases the board of revenge days
to the world that not revolves forever (I: XXI).

Its bent fingers flow the water from the headwater,
the grain of dropping off dews is memorize the past (I: XXII).

Drizzle always opens the soft screen of shutters,
Great Park is back to reap the color give fragrance smell
for the coolness of every seen virgin (I: XXIII).

The brave queen of this universe is the beautifulness with end
as full as the jangle of poet’s words (I: XXIV).

Look at your sweetheart as much as ocean’s wave, because the sound of beach’s joke
are in front of the eyes, the blue sky and the blue the ocean are united intimately,
the glance of eyes never ended and keep looking for the deserter (I: XXV).

If the space of sky is in the things,
the shapes of mysteriousness give content to the one whom not born yet (I: XXVI).

The ego of eyes have the strength, spilt the fire to gild pomegranate gem stone,
the intact self knowing of its eyeballs, and destiny are supported by sight’s sharpness of soul (I: XXVII).

A half part of eye’s opinion is heart’s language,
the eyes are graceful when the sleepy seen so sad (I: XXVIII).

Who is installing his eyesight in every night,
at the noon the sight will be gloomy, and for the watcher
obey the magnet’s steps of full moon (I: XXIX).

The women is given more than just carefulness of observation; she can forecast the men
although without introduces at the first meeting (I: XXX).

If there is loveliness figure that can be bought her eyeballs as much as my self’s prize,
then I will be very lucky to approve it (I: XXXI).

Eyebrow is the second language of the eyes,
if a man sees it as a line of red dawn
don’t be angry if you are chased forever (I: XXXII).

The eyebrow is coast curve for sailor’s boat to mooring post,
eyebrow is a long of rock hills that had saved the source of firmness,
while the man hope peace in the bushes of prosperity (I: XXXIII).

Nurse your eyebrow, then your sight will be precisely (I: XXXIV).

The eyebrow is the curvature of arc releases the arrow when the cloud is in your soul
and the beautiful one always waits for the depth of man of period’s idol (I: XXXV).

The shaking of the eyebrow is the sign being watched
from unseen and unreachable distant, the eyebrow is symbolizing your attitude (I: XXXVI).

The eyebrow is the second veil for you, if it shaved until nothing left
will loose the crescent moon that hanging elegantly at midnight,
while the town’s lamps are just accessories (I: XXXVII).

The eyebrow is shelter to take care of the late of time, therefore pay good attention
not less than spoil your charming body (I: XXXVIII).

Not wrong if the mankind make their hair longer,
but the history of God’s will, the female kind are softer than lantern (I: XXXIX).

The long hair is combed a thousand times in a day,
together with the looker find the unmeasured glitter, and now
it will be enough with soft caress, find peace (I: XL).

Also neat your finger’s nail because that is the soul’s painting of the owner,
cut it off once a week, and in every days
cares it as if you clean your body (I: XLI).

Clean and curled up is symbolize your body caring,
they will be sonly understand after caress your finger
which sensed supple by shake hand of introducing (I: XLII).

For the worker’s women, there is another softness inside of her
and every human kind understands on fully love touching (I: XLIII).

Lips is always wetted by worship of a fasting dry teak,
blossoming flower flattered by dew and had been for long time it become bud
alike surge of the ocean lip’s sucked (I: XLIV).

It flow the power of enchantment, accept the time in the billing of musing,
the desire be poured out on stretching street, the aware movement is also uncommonly (I: XLV).

This rotation, the earth blessing to the men to climb Lime Mountain,
while the mist gives the best news about the rising dawn (I: XLVI).

Softly reminding is attending similar like saved any direction air,
room without partition, in every times there is the one who fill it (I: XLVII).

The called one will pay a visit, the soft strings are moved,
every willing of step will shown up, written on the sheets of life (I: XLVIII).

Holy words drags the tip of pen from passageway of love leave suspicious,
perpetuate the loyal promises as pretty as a pair of pigeon be chasing around in the air
that is the man who he is gave the love from lave embracing of universe (I: XLIX).

Resembling like the story of steam go upward onto the sky of soul
be in kissing on the summit of leafs be gilded by feeling’s light of the full moon
at the rainbow implied, the grass field blossom mahabbah (I: L).

if the wings of ocean meet the beach, the heart will be loosened by
the cluster stars of jewel, the tiers of night wake the birth of news up (I: LI).

The whole injure is cured, the mysteriousness peeled by silent blended over become one,
the sheaths of lotus nurses the secret of night,
waits for the attending of leader to follow (I: LII).

Although the night is not as white as opal stones or origin milk,
it keep comes to you, because the yearning had told by cloud (I: LIII).

The stars attend on the beach of villages, the house open their shutters, the desire of
earth snapped then clacked, slipped away from the sight enter the world of sunless (I: LIV).

It is beside you until forgetting the coming of meeting,
release the chasing that doesn’t know where is it going (I: LV).

Not proper to deny the seriousness, you should listen, more than
unreachable distant from near position want to be calm, aim to the blanket of exile (I: LVI).

It will complete if there is slipped in, perform the inner heart on the table of introducing,
the wine had been waiting when the river is drying, the source of rain come to you,
the thirsty rice field is begging (I: LVII).

From far away of top the water flows aim to here, to the dry rice field
except on sugar cane garden, because the dry season attend the desire to challenge the sweet candy, this is the result of fully love pressing, perspiration in work is really drunk (I: LVIII).

In celebration, it dance the pliant of peacock wing’s feather
when the king is hunting, that is the biggest for you about soul of glory,
lovely and friendly swaying movement, the simplicity are understood, its wisdom is easy to get (I: LIX).

Lets attend together with the beauties; lead the awareness of the deepest world,
it is useless fulfilled by wisdom, disaster if valuable theory made proud (I: LX).

Together with the luster of mist let’s attend with swing on the hand and expand,
purify the green morning’s pearl on the stretching street, a shoot of the beginning seeing of
the sun although in drizzle, the cloud of yearning is a span on the wet ground of birth (I: LXI).

At the back of hill, rice field be wiped by the air of hoping,
the swaying of casuarinas hair, sign the season changing,
record the memory in every heartbeat, back and forth moving of the time (I: LXII).

The shoots of the air take you to there, alas the waiter of patient,
every fragment of word is captured of its spirit aim to the body of upheaval
blood and flesh are torn to follow the dancing of straw (I: LXIII).

Wood nugget of age from the stove of past times,
remains the ashes smoke until disappear aim to the lake of sailing (I: LXIV).

Suck the wafting night’s leaf; it is captured in the bright of moon,
the grasses are sleeping deeply, the insect recite the ballad beside you are talking,
about the command words of poet from the quiet of dreaming (I: LXV).

Splash weakly revive the birth; you develop the shiny face,
receive the coming of butterflies from silk’s cocoon of heart (I: LXVI).

Create the shadowing smile when the throb become stronger,
the sun is as high as the acacia’s branch, its stillness is culminating,
fill the drawn soul, the dust scattered in the light beam (I: LXVII).

Attend without end for the beginning of the answer,
the stretching of loneliness be in flocked calls each other, waits for the sharing part (I: LXVIII).

The heart signalizes to child without dress on his bosom, enjoy the blowing of princess of wind
under the tree on the first birth land (I: LXIX).

Tell the tale about meeting before the boat move front
swallow the wave for storm, more find the secret,
it is the sign for seven days are passed over for the passion of news in the top of century (I: LXX).

The one in emotionally affects pulsating, stones are buried by time’s coated of seriousness to be molten
on the grandparent’s land, it is the command in every carry on head of the longing (I: LXXI).

The one who tired is not felt when look at the street behind seen the cloud
is collecting the guidance one by one (I: LXXII).

The last smile, supplies for going home is not forgotten,
everlasting in the heart, never destroy or disappeared away (I: LXXIII).

As sufficient the dreams to perfect the flower of dream in the line of face,
but not be able to forget the whole things, that is the trace tracking that it took (I: LXXIV).

The dew on teak’s leafs spend the day of boring word, is joggled by stalks
not disturbed because the time is not coming yet, the regret are said but never achieved (I: LXXV).

Is it symptom? Let the time sharpen the hunger,
receive the present advice which are doubted for the pioneer of langgam (I: LXXVI).

Sprucing up in the mirror at first before someone come to your home,
he is among them, whom disappeared in your mirror (I: LXXVII).

It is not more over than the already exist, at the day later are fully penetrated
by the mother’s nipple by the seriousness of her children (I:LXXVIII).

Step away from blushing of accepting the letter from him,
simplify of behavior deed won’t ever bored the madness reach the time
is the poem of nature’s composing blossoms at spring season (I: LXXIX).

Tasteless the grains of salt on every beach, date palm fruit on the table of reception,
the freshmen of the white jasmine’s smell, also prickly red rose (I: LXXX).

The kapok are blown away by dry season’s air of south’s mountain,
is it still flopped on bosom the clicking of admiring on life
on the yearning of night pounded of the period (I: LXXXI).

Whoever is sick incarnate become testimony aim to the summit of answer
as the creating essence of exist before the birth (I: LXXXII).

If the one who attend is inexistence, receive the less from him,
Doesn’t the sky’s anger fold the cloud incarnate become real on the sky (I: LXXXIII).

God gives more than before to the wiped out of idol, but the time always
come and go in sudden way, it is nursed by the earth until there is the one whom erode it (I: LXXXIV).

Took gone by ride the flying horse to leave the era
aim to the summit of universe, while the messenger is approaching bubbled with love (I: LXXXV).

The unusual mist, the steady movement of softest step,
the dropping of dews are passed by it in the peace of lake,
penetrate the later century that is not incarnate yet (I: LXXXVI).

The smile one response astonishes is grumbled,
you are without asking the question will be haunted when follow the inner heart (I: LXXXVII).

The fragrant of vine flower, hanging among the room of
seeing, that is the incarnation of incense’s smoke from the earth that tell story about the glorious (I: LXXXVIII).

They are upsetting on hair swaying of your soul, be honest to accept the meeting
attends unlimited feeling, at half dream awaked up
will not slipped away to remember on your breaths, even though walk away to leave the beach behind (I: LXXXIX).

Pick up the most elegance flower at street she took
only for a present for you (I: XC).

And now be in pair after the angels leave the situation,
the joyful be awaked by the wings that as white as dry season’s kapok,
the feet frame tightly on the back of flying horse (I: XCI).

Then go up to the highest level of sky,
there is no wafting dust, the soft wind release the shawl (I: XCII).

And it is not necessary to pick up the flower for grave again at the park of worldly, because
at her side is already exist the most humanity’s flower among the heaven’s flowers (I: XCIII).

Glossary
1. Padmi: female lotus, in java, its mean women.
2. Kanthil= took from Java language which mean one of magnolia flower.
3. Langgam= one kind Javanese’s song or the style of songs.



LAWS OF LOVER, II: I - CXIII
Nurel Javissyarqi

It never hand down the death’s verdict for twice, unless you appeal to
higher court, similar like the suspended animation of the cleaner by broom of split coconut midribs at Ampel’s mausoleum (II: I).

Do you know about the uprooting soul? A beginning of new journey
the end of sadness aims to the everlasting of love and lave (II: II).

Don’t you feel guilty walk in front of the sun
while going hand in hand with shadow? Rather the shadow is gone if you are grovel
in front of the light, it is a bird watching your steps (II: III).

Actually you don’t love the shadow but it always follows you,
doesn’t your calm and quiet spruced in the mirror of light? And the shadow is trembled by it (II: IV).

On the top of hill it speak loudly and command, follow my wing’s flapping alike follow your inner heart,
long time ago I had the shadow, when I was flying highly it lost by its self,
it can’t fly only weight to the wanderer (II: V).

Become butterfly of time, receive will become cocoon at first,
spin your silk string for a long time, will be elegant when show up (II: VI).

The flapping of your wings is arresting the eyes of an eagle that is passionate to reincarnate,
give the all kind of bones to be gnawed by ground worms (II: VII).

Do you know the eagle’s prayer when it was dying? It doesn’t want to incarnate
be spider or bat, it begs to be made become butterfly as your companion (II: VIII).

Be patient female butterfly, male butterflies are men
whom created only for immortality from a wander bird (II: IX).

Those butterflies adorn the bride’s park of flower,
make the garden of the farmers more beautiful on mountain’s slope of wine
and the poet pick it up for the poem of loving, but it mentioned as heaven (II: X).

It doesn’t want the sea of honey since it sailed, but the truth, dumped off on the seashore
is swept away by the wind with softly salt grain in it, it won’t forget from savored the surge’s growth of ocean (II: XI).

From the several beach that it is came, it found similarity, which is you always
At face, and when left it, the surge chased while at same time erase the trace of
foot print, alike the wind’s passion to bury the past time together with you (II: XII).

Therefore don’t come to the beloved one
if only it just the eyes of yearning without edge (II: XIII).

The butterflies don’t need diamond mine, but the air of freshmen,
thin weather of high land of familiarity, is warming on the intimation (II: XIV).

They give name on it is copulation, it mentions it as observance of religious duties
after the ring of rainbow circling around on sweet finger of river of understanding (II: XV).

If there are make the same meaning between wood stairs and elevator,
don’t waste the sweat to the cage of sky (II: XVI).

It let the misty be friendly,
but those butterflies are never exist, they said (II: XVII).

Under the furthest sky, obviously they can’t see it
because their neck’s bone yet broken, when look upward in front of the love (II: XVIII).

Those butterflies bow its wings fully polite
without harm it self hurt the others (II: XIX).

After the shelter of magrib is disappeared, be thoughtful much closer,
the stage will opened as soon as it can, the lamps wait for the dark of night
and the bright of stage miss the tinkling of dancer’s ankle ring (I: XX).

She is singing the song that you have been waiting, the poem that never sung
before, then your feeling, similar like her waiting at the past times (II: XXI).

Alas the soul whom follow the flowing and sank, be comfort in unmeasured depth,
it gave the message, knit the colors of the silk string for the dress that you embroidering (II: XXII).

It mentioned that is not love but just the early meeting,
does the first meeting born love?
And it doesn’t make the situation much bigger, or more over the joke (II: XXIII).

Let the content of our words be molten in the heart of universe,
if the truth is it has (II: XXIV).

You willing to be poisoned to safe the free souls,
mistaken don’t repeated, if don’t want to be mentioned as a fool or dummy (II: XXV).

But she prefers to be fooled by or assumed as hippies
than isolated as crazy person (II: XXVI).

Perfect your soul’s furs in order to be tuff when traverse the world,
interpret the night and day, from the cool of time assault into the stinging swelter (II: XXVII).

She won’t forget to pour ancestor’s kendi to her self, a sequence of the story
had done from the deepest motivation, the united of worship from the sound of flying horse
penetrate the dawn’s maturity of heart’s space (II: XXVIII).

Be there of your calling, be hurry to pack and bring the spices
alike bird be ready to fly entrust the morning and at night comes home
bring the wound also the greeting of the death dust (II: XXIX).

Dry up your fur of feathers, combed by thousands winds at first
and they don’t guess, what is your crown glaring based on (II: XXX).

Ride on the golden cart, which pulled by six horses with white wag wings
as fragrant as the jasmine, and accost the person whom gives motionless to stones,
she will come sonly, before the sun as high as a little piece of gateway (II: XXXI).

When make parable of her self, she was seriously sad, crying without sorrow’s tear,
the brighten of regret by shame, a piece of handkerchief bandage the wider injure (II: XXXII).

It shares to believes that some day later when not in the slicing of feeling,
those tear welled up to content the affection, as deep as mention the miracle (II: XXXIII).

She isn’t overload by trouble; her soul is tired cause never staying in one place, trembling to reach into the village of genuine feeling (II: XXXIV).

With separated missing, it talks with the language of spirit, the steps reach, beats the marble floors of inner heart, as often as the heart falls in love (II: XXXV).

Her breath is being difficult, be immeasurable thing if perhaps to understand the world of self’s softness and gentles,
how can you be so tuff (II: XXXVI).

Too long did not play the paint in canvas that its condition is dry,
only claws of pen on paper, does not wheezed on the color (II: XXXVII).

Cauldrons of creating is seethed to be molten, you are trembling for love,
dry stalk and stem dance the fire with a dripping of straw crying
rip the sky burnt the skin of cloud (II: XXXVIII).

Understands about the sympathetic times, this is truly of your most everlasting glory dress
while your wounds are purely memory (II: XXXIX).

If too hard to throws down then don’t regret its cracking, she doesn’t advice to buy again,
why you don’t tell the truth, that you don’t have a glass of goblet? (II: XL).

She didn’t name on the trouble or even the joke,
you should receive her whom is not in the seriously injure (II: XLI).

You are the princess of joy; I am the mysterious man,
I write your strange journey at that across place (II: XLII).

You shouldn’t be lulled by new situation
because you have prestige to hypnotize anyone watched on you (II: XLIII).

Don’t wait, be the one who waited for
because you and also all of the country have been waiting for your decision (II: XLIV).

They bury the attention of admiring you to receive the teaching,
its command control on the prosperity of untold times (II: XLV).

It really knows that looking, writes not on the top of your legend,
your time is back now, you are dancer, painter, music player, chiseller
and some times a figure of singer (II: XLVI).

Why do you doubt on the cross over of street? Take your inner will be enough
For the deserter, and don’t let the hesitation come for twice (II: XLVII).

You must determine your self, if you want to be loyal followed by them,
out of ideas of your mind yesterday because flap the wings doubly,
you shouldn’t be, there were any moan of heart at that time (II: XLVIII).

It lead your concern while smiling if you pass over,
won’t be over lapping, it loves the one who can take decision
similar like intelligent standard deadly kills the luck (II: XLIX).

Can it have new miracle? The ruins preserve developed, live fully with
creation, helped by the afternoon, your grateful thanks attitude shine the yard of nights (II: L).

It is not too late for logical reasoning to turn around caused of you is the content
when you be silently watch enough the prayer’s spray
the position where you are in un reachable by any other ship,
your desire beyond the all wave of oceans (II: LI).

Doesn’t feel lonely at once times later? Therefore step down sometimes
to expel the boring, cure the true yearning of them (II: LII).

When so much longing will be trembling fast, if not keep the promise,
the boring will sonly step up by ride the mist of instinct alike the savage bird,
mess up your throne for long time (II: LIII).

You need to be careful on in passing coming with overflowing of love, it persist like them
will berate you with the power of yearning and if not fulfill the deal,
the death’s hand curled up alike the stars of night’s assassination on the promises of wound
without meeting (II: LIV).

The beginning is never predicted; the aware of cloud blow the words
when lighted up by the incident’s jumping, splash the light of time up to the air,
ride on the loneliness retrace the tread of emptiness (II: LV).

The bird fly blindly on their weight, it just counts on its tactics to the wind,
storm is assaulting to insist them to harrow the side of line flying way
flap to go to one point even that must against the blown air direction,
but the don’t want to be curious in their heart (I: LVI).

Believe that the sun arise up from the east is an option,
while the sunset and the brown of rising sun are still same that is doesn’t want to talk,
rise and set of the sun are the color of the life’s dress (II: LVII).

Some day the sun lights step on the stairs of the hill,
we need to sit on the bund looking at the rice plants
the stems of sesbania pulled out by in passing wind,
the feet enjoy the flowing water of rice cultivation wash the sweat of morning at the afternoon (II: LVIII).

Doesn’t every human need prosperity? Before the muddy land
is drying, step on it, before the breaths forget us (II: LIX).

A heaping of time space is the feather of pen sow the seeds,
alike farmers keep the strings be straight to the bund (II: LX).

Un softly hand withers the glare of the mirror,
reflects the light peels the layers of soul off, kiss the whole dry grass,
the dew’s grains toppled over on town square in the mid city (II: LXI).

Who is dressed up on the table of meeting arrest the mind?
Get hurry to parried the cracking of resurgence’s direction,
point upward the Kris while ride the horses of struggling (II: LXII).

The wound is wrapped by the shawl of curved rainbow on the skies of motherland,
alike a rolling piece of history on restless memory in the shocked heart
and there are no more the familiar faces in the memory been satisfied (II: LXIII)

; the flower’s picking up are gave even at interval’s after,
its fragrant live in the sheaths of moon light
and the eyes won’t be dazzled on the wish of policy (II: LXIV).

No need to admire the beauty of fragrant by yelled up,
it will be enough to traverse your overripe smiling so simple to receive the apology, be sincere
to move the gold twilight’s teaching, aim to the time of romance (II: LXV).

The dancer’s sash swinging is as flexible as the secret of the air blow the soft soul
whom is manifesting pliant (II: LXVI).

You are supported even not match with her opinion because the right of respecting
alike the flower in pot, the stalks creep to decorate your living place (II: LXVII).

Your talking is lightly to the right and left,
because the stage is shared on two according to their sitting place (II: LXVIII).

The first one showed up is trembling, doesn’t the beginning of love is beating of heart
the body felt fever, then become usual in habitual? (II: LXIX).

Bengawan solo needs dike from the true farmers,
on the corners of sunless room are shined by smiling,
hum the joke of palm wine in the kenduri (II: LXX).

Is there any hidden question in the silent conversation?
The daydreaming is often traveling to anywhere awaked up by striking of golden big bell, spur out the wine of stillness glass eyes scattered on the sorrow (II: LXXI)

; the earth quake move a bit of the atmosphere position from the sameness to get away
or the girl’s fingers are bleeding by un purposely knife’s dancing, spell bounded
alike the inner heart is sprout by sinful not stabilize the real world (II: LXXII).

Be serious to pay good attention on tired, don’t do asceticism about mount’s climbing, open and learn the map before you go (II: LXXIII).

If too much digest the wisdom will be bored, bend to and
fro to colorize the universe’s canvas, alas the slim feather paintbrush (II: LXXIV).

It is not wise to fly often the kite
who knows about the fast wind will quickly ended (II: LXXV).

Even the dancing over there is not boring, but pick up the flower of grass
in the village of rain, that is the farmer’s walking because of drizzle and lie down when it’s abate (II: LXXVI).

When the tread of feet is visited, movements of the sky breathe the ocean,
the overcast still jangles the stars,
at the strait of night the words wave the content (II: LXXVII).

Harrow the water of the sea aim to the rice fields, the swelter air stir up the small solid thing;
the experience strengthen the wind mill mature the time to meet the point of soul,
its wish attends salt’s grain become useful (II: LXXVIII).

There are hesitation uproars the universe, great shaken by the power of guilty
until on a slice of hesitation’s summit, cut the string of option (II: LXXIX).

Knocked its inner heart and say, be someone is not according to big or small of that one, the incarnation of knowledge’s wisdom is keep moving, while the one is not finding yet the direction
no more other than chased by tiredly time, be fallen to hunt with very tired energy (II: LXXX).

The value is not answered yet, does the moon not always in the shape of full moon? Sometimes
the sun is very lazy to accost, to its self the crescent wiped out by loyal love (II: LXXXI).

The waiting on the eternality doesn’t came from the big power,
this is the process of ostrich’s egg hatched the angels, a bird
doesn’t always humming melodiously on the stalk of perching (II: LXXXII)

; it’s all by the wish of universe’s owner, there is purposely, a half is in un purposely, while the dark and bright are option, inside the cave of inner heart or in the war field (II: LXXXIII).

Doesn’t it more beauty walk a long hardly to find the content
than the stays still of rock on the beach? (II: LXXXIV).

Day and night are blended over to mature the coloring,
even though onto the canvas is still add the patch of possibility (II: LXXXV).

It paint with bare finger without palette and paintbrush is still sketched,
more actively to try its softly striping as much as the value of searching (II: LXXXVI).

Its memory stirred by something, understand the sides of eternality,
silent buzzing is no need to questioned, is that room, time, consciousness,
it fills the forgotten part (II: LXXXVII).

Be hurry to walk out from the conversation of skin, because all comes from God,
it will return to Him too. Unload the contents your soul’s reality to receive the ridicule,
its soft hand carry the lovers on shoulder, be hooked at the face without fidgety,
although doesn’t always perfect (II: LXXXVIII).

If the death will come, it will go overflowed with joyfulness,
It will be far away the talking behind about the sincerity (II: LXXXIX).

Big question is kissing the forehead engage your soul,
doesn’t all of your kind have hope? Makes love until get old? (II: XC).

It endures quiescent, when you are not skinning the hesitation,
familiar faces of awareness send the greeting of separation (II: XCI).

But the others gulp the poison of doubt,
or reads while stealing the time (II: XCII).

Because want to be part of it, chew your selfish too (II: XCIII).

The sentences attends unpredictable alike the dropping of the mist with rainbow
on that similarity wishes is the birth of dew in the luster of light (II: XCIV).

Never mind it, read your dreams then folds it, and packs it up aim to
campus of the world, because at the empty desk, always there is seriously conversation (II: XCV).

The air describe is symptom in every head, clear your striping
even fail is not without meaning of the power have an intention (II: XCVI).

All actor are respected to be loyal on their loneliness, this is the best work
doesn’t throw the flower’s plant from the pot (II: XCVII).

Make the mysterious side as deserter to talk about the salt at the across place,
try out of surge have so many foam aim to the beach (II: XCVIII).

It will fine to attend too late at day ride the cart of history,
because its tiredly take the soul to be free (II: XCIX).

Doesn’t it much better than the moving of empty railway coach?
Stop at the station you wanted or passionate to continue,
it recites the temban,g after understand the words (II: C).

Doesn’t the sailor is not forced to do anything unless in the middle of war?
Is there any tragedy in your bosom at that time? (II: CI).

Obviously sit down as high as one another receive each other, no need to compromise to the disappointed
as how the tale in the dream’s country of the rulers (II: CII).

Who is open the gates, visit the fast traces of night,
his inner heart is embrace and hooked with the star to capture the dark,
there is no language of suspicious over here, the leafs in the light’s glare of honesty
and the flying bird’s shadow, is disappeared in the bushes of cloud (II: CIII).

Take it a long with to arise up and the splendors are marked up
on the poured of the holy water’s kendi by the ancient’s teaching, showered
trough the throat of your deepest yearning (II: CIV).

It is the wind are swaying to open your hair slowly, its left
creates the longing of the silence conversation, be immediately aim to the eternality,
alas the shelter place for the heart, brings the pointer of time from it (II: CV).

It really not gives the gift to the others except onto you,
the thunderous of striping colors technique, the direction of anxious aim to the top of secret (II: CVI).

This is the ingredient’s compounding of the messenger had explained, grow the appetite to read,
the night mature the brown sky, hum the song of insects
at the slots of lake’s edge, when the sweetheart is standing at your side (II: CVII).

Her quiet is alike for centuries of solid cumulus mount,
send you back home to the lips of stillness aim to the beginning of tembangs,
and then enter the musing side of humanity (II: CVIII).

The scratching of poet’s greeting, how did your heart that time? The sculpture
doesn’t need to answered by the saying words, let them flow through
the dumb conversation, leads you until intimate with the dark (II: CIX).

It attend become the tale at the time of your unconsciousness,
I advice you submit its option (II: CX).

The flower’s sheath wafts out the revolution approaching the light,
the next time is submitted, leaves a half heart of remained bitter (II: CXI).

Its sound fills the silent space; you are so much more significant when you organized
the tread of fate, before understand the universe of your self is more than after by working (II: CXII).

It shouldn’t be grateful because it is your deepest awareness,
only a piece of paper is too easy, but why so difficult to move just a step of the foot?
Try to guess, where did the word ‘lover’ come from? (II: CXIII).


Glossary
1. Ampel= the mausoleum for saint Ampel which in Surabaya.
2. Maghrib= sunset prayer for Islam.
3. Kendi= the earthenware flask with neck and spout usually for drinking place.
4. Kenduri= it took from Java which means party or celebration of wedding, etc.
5. Bengawan Solo= wide and very long distant of river which is lie down in the Central Java until East Java.



DEVOTING COUPLETS, III: I - XCIII
Nurel Javissyarqi

Take a rest woman of grand, greet the tomorrow sun trough the newest shine of sunrise and show your shiny face in front of the light (III: I).

If awaked, embrace the sleepy blanketed with intimation,
but it will be more comply, to analyze with the inner heart of calamity (III: II).

Because the loyal staring, as a waiting for the awaked of dreaming
after snoring sleep, by the gulping wine of tired (III: III).

Her guardian without make you feel confuse and guilty,
she is not stupid to create the jealous, or cut off by anxious watching (III: IV).

Her soft attention is not really until demolish
what you are developing in your hand (III: V).

If her admiring is bothering you, she is willing to leave you
while brings a meaning word of thanks (III: VI).

If your prosperity is by the opening umbrella even though it went away,
that sun hat shaded when the extremely heat of sun and rain is falling (III: VII).

She is the incident, while you are the files,
she is the wind blower, mean while you are the painter (III: VIII).

The origin of time came from the age’s consciousness
and it is inhumanity if doesn’t want more (III: IX).

Her fate is paired off, and then the time will be weighted if got the fining,
a bird take piece by piece of grass, lighten the past (III: X).

You search for the use of the spirit’s nest beside for the place to shelter,
when the foam on the ocean were very spacious get its meaning for,
the human take the wisdom of restrains, learns onto the nature in so many times (III: XI).

The opportunity is a slice of understanding and a flash of shadow,
give your hand to the presence of sweetheart, the delivered one
doesn’t harm the other sides, on any used of the purposely logical reason (III: XII).

She is not just for the stuff of discussing, had trough the research’s levels,
you are the scientist uncover the untold, when hijab were explained alike the messenger brought the difference brightness, it is ought to the pearl have chiseled onto thousands face (III: XIII).

She is not the kind of real philosopher or the group of reach poets,
but her eye’s looking is obviously neared by, take the interpretation from her,
you will be satiated, on your personality which had the power of magnet (III: XIV).

Make the night decorated on the color be hug on the melody of soul in the lightly conversation,
it is all running in cheerfully, the one who pass by the silent wall be inpatient to wait (III: XV).

Don’t wait at the moment as your time,
the lost moments don’t mean not to be with you, you are weighted on the nervous
carry out the remembrance of careful, make you as the queen of time (III: XVI).

Since that time, you welcome her cheerfully coming,
peacefully without burry the mysteriousness, and her holy words of advice conceals your attitude,
if in party persiflage gradually, aim to the royal bed (III: XVII).

Receive the familiar loneliness; the time wants similar attention,
be fair because you are the throne in the immeasurable kingdom, and learn slowly
before it is all gone uselessly by the leisurely (III: XVIII).

Create your dreaming that came from the tired sleepy by guerrilla,
it is the tied part, out and in the folded time’s fragment;
look at the workers in the river, pile the sands to find the gold’s grains,
and sometimes less your burdens in order to the hoping felt lightly (III: XIX).

The one who in so many times have perspiration by heat will be fine at twilight,
even though stiflingly smile on the gate of rest, it is the holster of the door keeper (III: XX).

Purposely send letter which not only on that one time were lost, so many times the human spell
the matures tembangs to calm the baby, whom seem cry so hard (III: XXI).

It traverse the purity of tired, too many times left only for get the content of
sacrificing or human choice, it had decided to believed on its journey (III: XXII).

It understands the language of wave flopping swayed by your heart’s screen
stretch on the sound of depth, decorated with stars in a row with the cloud (III: XXIII).

Do you still remember which star you choose?
And then it got away and gone in the darkness of night (III: XXIV).

Assume that it was the leader of your thrust
although long times ago you thought in your mind in every hospitality (III: XXV).

Learn fullness, in order the doubt threw out
from the hating of shortly wedding’s ring (III: XXVI).

It accurate and search for your gloomy face then get its sweets, and miss
the second slapping, create the similar slapping in order to when pay the owe is not
in hesitation’s condition, it love your hope on eternality (III: XXVII).

The desire aim to your in red cheeks is had been arrived,
it cares your hair and then stuck softly between her skin and yours
when twilight is whispering to the drizzle which same age with the leafs of bamboo,
its stream presented aim to the bed (III: XXVIII).

Intimate the reciting of last night memory’s tembang again,
it blow the spirit of life for the one who move onto the gate of century,
the stretching of blue with green feet, it retrace the trace of shepherd (III: XXIX).

Your blushing lives on the slots of room which is in the aroma of palm blossom,
your attending is not enough to be understood by sweetheart if you do not believe it (III: XXX).

Her sweet finger is encircled by the promise to account much more mysterious of time, had you found the cane of reaching? The east and west broken be dark and bright,
with actively feet walk to leave wrong foreboding (III: XXXI).

Who haunts you? Do you still friendly?
Together with the gamelan is stopped; the stillness rules over, your eyes were close
among the mysteriousness that keep looks for the deserter in the cave of kholwat (III: XXXII).

The beginning of our land had night’s sky with bright stars,
broken glass and clean and stillness are guarded by the group of solid stones, the fire is the cloud of yearning,
then the wave of wind revolve around the rolling of freezing time (III: XXXIII).

Where the riverbed of rock is raise up break trough the sand’s bank of seashore,
then the pattering of drizzle give hole of thousand on the metal (III: XXXIV).

The softly row enter the nature of god’s will from the embracing of words
whom in closely formation crawling aim to the mountain of wayang’s screen (III: XXXV).

The created of basic and down in to the earth of the pot of live,
the flower’s sheaths are sprout around, while the buds play the cord,
is mingled in the canvas of soul’s universe trough the ear of your yearning (III: XXXVI).

The clay’s colors of human’s heart, flared up follows the rhyme of rain,
and pulung is moved from its first telatah (III: XXXVII).

The one who maturely crouching retraces the big atmosphere,
the lake reflects the light of love; the blow wetly willing of life scatters the morning,
scrapped down to sprinkle the mountain of ancient (III: XXXVIII).

The coarse grasses are beamed like sun’s flower on the height of girl’s fresh breast
spelling the serat Centini written by clergyman with supernatural power (III: XXXIX).

Be satiated to breathe treasury of flower’s fragrant
because the mankind are not be able to paint the late of glorious,
receive also to flow the tributary of life (III: XL).

The foreign nations whom tether on your island
found the shrub of freshmen mangrove by the chirp of sea mew,
reply each other the wave’s singing create the pioneer of langgam (III: XLI).

The yearning of your soul is in climax alike the mountain with so many thread of mist
crawls the wiping paintbrush of butterfly’s wings flapping to go
captivate the hand’s finger of the fairy’s eyes (III: XLII).

When the cloud unite become smaller traverse the body of bengawan,
the fisherman by net wood boat is tiredly floating, while the farmers
plough the land on the height of hill; watch the paradise’s valley of the waiter (III: XLIII).

The flock of heron passes by the night of dry season in throngs
looking for the wetland by rainfall to stay and to be loyal (III: XLIV).

Seeds eater of bird sow the seeds
onto the half part of land was empty on its early fate,
this is the tale of conquer the fields of ancient (III: XLV).

The bird’s breeding guards the strings of everlasting, if their wing is sick
will be nursed by the swaying of morning’s leafs, it is jumping at once on the gravel,
when the cloud is changing over more than once to wade the eternality (III: XLVI).

Pass by the small path, little and cute of buds are dropped off together with the tinkling of rainfalls
to the body’s shoots of the policy’s vast forest (III: XLVII).

The contained rice plants are bend down by the slope’s weather storied about the genuine,
never burst by range of a period of in loving (III: XLVIII).

A handful of loyal courage in the copper arm of worker,
rows the boat of era to the sun which is in its every morning scatters the warm,
it copulates the moon to agree on the earth collided by the night (III: XLIX).

When the fuzzy season of the life’s teaching, repeatedly the soul heightens the memory
drinks the water of young coconut, a soul of struggling won’t stop to dance of everlasting (III: L).

It set down the black soul to assault the power of handsome,
when the speeches are reverberated be praised the present time (III: LI).

At the depth of movement, the seizing of lightning to the tree slits hesitation,
and then the star is fallen kissed by it the body of river which stretch a long under the bridge
which was born by the dawn since from the most captivating night’s jungle (III: LII).

If a slice of bread remains some for ants is your alms
be continued on expected rotation to the beginning, alike suspended animation of death
pass by the desert of visited danger (III: LIII).

Even bitter be sincere to be dumped off to bless the wandering
on the heard of tembangs reciting as far as lift and carry the litters of guerrilla,
and your loyalty in the scale of blessing of miss the freedom (III: LIV).

On the litter it screamed; are you looking for the wandering body on the
sick earth? They were silent, breathed each other of the space to flopped down onto the earth (III: LV).

Absorb the colors and the fragrance from the altar of stillness,
the fate moves fully meaning, similar like the rock crack at its fiber
by flowing water pass over the softness to strengthen the soul (III: LVI).

The moon arrest every the eyes devoutness aim to the supported sky,
is this the promised singing? Above the wind doesn’t mean to forget the earth
and under the night is the beautiful of morning (III: LVII).

The day gives maturity; water disengages the chain of thirsty,
the land unites the strong will of air has place on the era, keep walking with shiny face
while the obsessed ghosts are imprisoned by dwarfish ambition of their selves (III: LVIII).

Dry desert is seen so captivated, when ruling over fulfills the souls
be lonely in reciting the tembangs, which formed had valued with praise perpetuated by nature (III: LIX).

Indistinctly be quiet and gone enter into the sunless space, soul are whispered;
pay good attention to the depth, don’t make clear to your heartbeat (III: LX).

Listen to the song of your heart is beaten on the bell assuages the ear,
while the shining of pure soul will born your soul (III: LXI).

The wiping of white cloth swing softly describes the behavior deed,
on the horse that its flapping aims to the mountain of kindness (III: LXII).

The late of strong willing on its accusation, while the differences of status
comes from sweat’s smell of struggling flower (III: LXIII).

Be sincere to be loyal alike flower’s soul, the broken stems
seem smile wonderfully of its sheaths (III: LXIV).

It is not cruelness that the women bring it to the market,
putted the bouquet on the mausoleum of the king (III: LXV).

Dry flowers in the bucket wait for buyer as deep as the devotion,
grave flowers are dumped off by fingers, languish in darkness, its sadness incarnate become noble (III: LXVI).

Together with shepherd’s flute calling leads the yearned one,
its loudly and clearly sound place around the inner had melodious valued,
hermit feels the river flowing of the worship and praise of the sun
will determine the inner attendances to follow the universe of eternal (III: LXVII).

The feet are step the eyes are watch the mountain are row with the trunk of mist,
green leafs had adult feeling,
awakes the grasses shakes the stillness of dew (III: LXVIII).

Pass by the trees infiltrate into the skin of bushes,
bamboo’s stem of last night ‘s campfire remains the smoke going upward
signs the top of longing as high as the cloud blossoming on the fontanel (III: LXIX).

The rainfalls of height showers the flower’s aroma on the land of hill,
the cool cloudy beyond the warm and the dews are molten
in the smiley face kills the hesitation (III: LXX).

The past times grasses creeps the light of conviction,
the lotus’s sheath are opened, the wandering butterflies are powerless in the hand of waiter,
its thin wings are caressed and the beauty body are kissed all around (III: LXXI).

The small kiss on her lips born the purity of mind,
the soul reaches the stillness which be longing by soft fur of attention (III: LXXII).

The good smell of jasmine goes to the corners of period, its bud
since from universe’s locked, when the bosom blow up in the rotation of loving (III: LXXIII).

The wind of stage shakes bamboos leafs with its curled up fingers
at the curve of your eyebrow reaches the full moon (III: LXXIV).

If proof the desire, let the prisoner souls be free
because sketch only until the eye line as limit and the spirit is not captured by it (III: LXXV).

The torch of inner heart licks solar plexus and desire poured out,
if sharpen sword in the warangka of wisdom (III: LXXVI).

The horse’s step beats hardly run onto the sand of become more white seashore,
after eagle’s flight assaulted by wind of beach go to wonderfully star’s formation, manifests the seeds sticky in the park of understanding (III: LXXVII).

The sunlight roast the rain for eternality, facilitating all kinds of rope of
the flying horse’s restrains, be shocked aim to the ground of immortality (III: LXXVIII).

At the knowledge’s park of lover, we understands the aroma of flowers,
young stems scatter the bud’s seeds to every village’s corner of genuine feeling
because the desire be poured out moved by the around nature (III: LXXIX).

The flower’s park of words follows the wind of sentence aim to estuary,
while the noble stones floats and drifts into its billing (III: LXXX).

The fishes in the lake are looked each other without hesitation’s flopping, if only there
are
broken stem are fallen, it’s only a little rotation of current from different opinion of throwing (III: LXXXI).

Look how far is the wavelength can meet each other,
flattered as deep as the agreement band of time’s rotation (III: LXXXII).

The sun makes the crescent more beauty to be loyal to the times
fills the yearning to pass over the silence conversation (III: LXXXIII).

The birth of love and lave of painful on the stomach of determination,
shake the harmony of aware (III: LXXXIV).

The days on water and fire spilt up, weather also the ground- heart,
neither much more can’t captured by the sense (III: LXXXV).

The movement under unusual aware is reachable by the reality,
does this the nudge of human fate? The awareness does not reach the absolutes! (III: LXXXVI).

What the great is talking about what you have done, muddles the problem, caused you are thirsty,
bail the well of wisdom, and the drizzle accelerates the breath of prayer (III: LXXXVII).

Aim to the going upward cloud flatters your inner heart that is kayungyung
all steam release the shadow disappear the love on shape
also the sounds of rejection (III: LXXXVIII).

The drizzle erodes the cloud and cumulus; the prayer will scale in the flash way,
the spirit of life is roaming retraces the leafs of time aim to the summits of universe’s yearning,
the ashes is in heaped by stove, the flames are turned off by the water’s bubble of air’s breath (III: LXXXIX).

Wait to be flopped onto stones of sincere,
the water’s tinkling of resoluteness compounds the tone at the edge of soul (III: XC).

The world beyond awareness is the pulling of a kite’s string, while too weighted
under the awareness, and between both, the everlasting of rhyme is guarded (III: XCI).

The horse that stung at its skin is passionate to pointed its running aim to the air of inner heart,
it was motivated long time ago,
but now the glorious function the ropes, for the rate of later future (III: XCII).

While the inclination to makes daydreaming is abreast of beauty
which born the smiling without knowing the beginning of answer (III: XCIII).


Glossary
1. hijab= took from Arabian which means something unseen inside the heart that cover God’s guidance
2. gamelan =orchestra usually use for puppet’s show in Java and Bali.
3. Kholwat= inner heart or the condition of silent for heart to search for the brightness.
4. wayang= shadow play with leather puppets often dramatizing themes from Hindu Epics, wayang
5. pulung=flash of light which gives one power enabling him to legitimized as ruler.
6. telatah=pulung’s place or one self characteristic ways, gestures, movement, etc.
7. langgam= a style, a kind of melody usually for java’s song.
8. warangka= the place for keeping the sword, kris, etc.
9. kayungyung= took from Javanese which mean crazy about something.



SPACES PERPETUATE, IV: I - XCVIII
Nurel Javissyarqi

The sound of gendings still heaving in your soul,
although the music is stopped, feels its silent aim to the top of becoming blue
then the soul is whispered, knocks the windows of immortal women (IV: I).

The intonation of tembang heaves aim to the stairs of times’ rice cultivation,
it makes your most favorites drinking after long practicing
that trees of life swings the handle of your age (IV: II).

Come in here alas the souls out side
alike cloud- cumulus open the door,
please visit alas you are and stay in its peace (IV: III).

Take a rest on your height, let them stares the difficulty
because love and lave of its staring is nursed
although its breaths almost exterminate to the vast forest’s shoots of space jungle (IV: IV).

Fix your dancing, before the stage of night presents the full moon,
the times have been waiting by the eyes of clear dew of the stillness of genuine feeling (IV: V).

The swaying of your sash, purely another language of pliant soul,
while your ocean poking at the billing of humanity, but they are still quiet
alike rock be stupid on the sign of wave (IV: VI).

Borrows the pen from bottomless ocean,
the changed colors is difficult to capture it, only the vision of its soul become understanding
while the body is all abstract, when the shadow is meant as quiver only (IV: VII).

It will never bore to say, takes care of your self alas everlasting woman
because your destiny as fragrant as the prestige of the lotus’s history in the lake of love (IV: VIII).

Creates their heart’s pain by jealous,
by that they will understand the colors of stones in the bottom of river (IV: IX).

More shown the anger, remembered on the past time had ever sunk,
I am guider, lifts the body of pen as this time (IV: X).

Why aren’t in your soul anymore? Your body dance doesn’t mean to call,
learn the dawn’s firmness waits for the flight of swan
aims to the rice field of valley, the chasm of asceticism place trace (IV: XI).

Continue it, even though the sky is still spoiled wriggling on cockcrow,
makes the sun as road’s lighter for the sheep aims to the blossoming grass field (IV: XII).

Why you choose to sleep with idiot shepherd among the blossom of worships?
Come here, alas the one who sneaky around near the shutter behind the window’s screen! (IV: XIII).

Don’t reach the depth of suspicious carries out the prejudice,
release the whole burden of space- time, comes with crisp and lightly face
because your beauty as fresh as the tropic’s mountain in the screen of blue sky (IV: XIV).

You remember together with the wind swayed your hanged loosely hair,
the softness are spiraling down into the grave of boring and take the understanding
the cocoon creates the wings for butterfly to fly at the flower of looking
aims to the garden of your only looking (IV: XV).

If feels nervous, the essences of truth is approaching you,
the space- time perpetuate you explain the smiling (IV: XVI).

It doesn’t waste the experience of guiding,
leads its flowing aims to estuary of prosperity (IV: XVII).

A slab of stone plugs the water source breaks trough the logical reasoning of resoluteness,
its wish splits the gravel become useful (IV: XVIII).

Whoever born with strength, will dislodge to beat the enemy,
misses the blossoming, that is a spaciously of manner receives the accusation (IV: XIX).

The steep ravine and cliff are glared reflect the light
do not only receive bottomless pool of inner heart’s seriousness
if bailed, although besmeared with the death and have warrior’s blood (IV: XX).

Enjoy the mysteriousness; tomorrow will be awaked by the present truth
find the soul’s spurt from the essence of flower’s honey (IV: XXI).

The one who walks often forget that his fingers are curled up swayed
similar like body’s poem of the dancers aims to the limits of stillness
makes more clear for the consciousness’s fortress of his kingdom (IV: XXII).

You be palace in the whole of her self, alls are not awkward,
be molten become steam together with the souls fall in love (IV: XXIII).

Let the mysteriousness guides into the isolated small village,
passes over it make more friendly of the born feet’s stepping (IV: XXIV).

No needs to walk to avoid because of the shame,
let the meeting have tone on destiny gives- takes
as language of searching that have no distant (IV: XXV).

Throw away the queasy feeling to the blackening ink,
believe it before you store this note, tomorrow will be remembered
and inspects it with the inner as simple as it can for later (IV: XXVI).

She feels relieve you take care of the nearness of brotherhood, when bore
take this sacrifice, means the spare time not only for you (IV: XXVII).

She be very happy in the middle of prayer’s spray
takes care of the fingers appears the dancing of worships (IV: XXVIII).

Alas the softness, neat your finger’s nail with the scissor of wise,
I want to look at you be tidy in whole thing
without makes exception on your personality, so polite also the great forecaster (IV: XXIX).

You take care of the silently among your eyeballs,
you knew that the wanderer is going far into the billing of your womanhood
as equal as the space of life receives the teaching (IV: XXX).

Every its order won’t harm the jealous hurts you,
it wipes out the love of attention to really lave you (IV: XXXI).

Takes care of the river of your fingers
which purely flows from the slots of stillness (IV: XXXII).

Your body similar likes the bamboo that pulled by the wind or perhaps
the wind be pulled by your leafs, aims to the beach of hope (IV: XXXIII).

The purpose of this writing becomes the reading of your destiny,
the life opens when the steps go to the front (IV: XXXIV).

Receive your waiting because you are the goddess that has been waiting for,
resembling like the overcast becomes black in the hopeless season (IV: XXXV).

Gives the smiling to the presence of your brothers,
your heart is not the first because all had decided by God
but your attending gave new meaning at that turn (IV: XXXVI).

Your gift by God can feel the inner heart’s striping of seriousness,
it is chiseling the relief at the building of your heart’s temple (IV: XXXVII).

Understands his feeling, he is in your most secret place
when you are nodding trough the softness air
flopped his breath into your breath (IV: XXXVIII).

This is the eternality that echoing on the hill, then it speech,
loves your women alike you believes on the times are forever (IV: XXXIX).

Carry on to control its space- time,
comes out- enters the world of emptiness aims to the immortality,
it just alike to say, on the top of hill the fate has the meaning (IV:XL).

The holy words of opening are very pressed similar like the last striping
therefore let the time will be always in quiet to mean its self, virgin doesn’t empty
alike field had dug by the life, incarnates become most humanity love’s hospitality (IV: XLI).

Believe it all have been arranged by the owner of wish that is God,
understands for long time the existence of the soul’s strings,
stares the looking in the rolling of loyal (IV: XLII).

Receive the pouring out of hot coffee from the tinkling of respect’s glass, the princess’s fate
to listen the closing of butterfly’s wings in the party of sowing’s season (IV: XLIII).

The well manners of wanderer are more than the butterfly’s longing of prince
which flaps since from the distant of very long time (IV: XLIV).

Only to give as fragrant as coarse grasses breezy greeting
similar like the fitroh of shrub bushes in the tropic’s forest near the road (IV: XLV).

When so tired he cures it with his own smile,
his body will be refresh in the as fragrant as musk’s lake (IV: XLVI).

When the night is lonely, asks for the teaching from the stars,
then watch which glaring you most liked (IV: XLVII).

Feel your existence then make the sign to pray,
in order to the morning star will be always lie down in the bosom (IV: XLVIII).

Remember by you those star but don’t answer
before your strange is friendly decreased, you give more than before
or that is your most virgin hypothesis which ever exist (IV: XLIX).

The holy spirit of life visits you, its wing’s flapping are strong and robust
guards you from the unknown distant and unwilling of it by you (IV: L).

Doesn’t your crazy about give the way of peace? Which
is its right and left be decorated by flowers and there are no the stones of suspicious
because your breaths is passionate on the sincerity (IV: LI).

The one who can pass over the trace of silent because knows the level of resoluteness
makes his self as deserter in the eyes of time, every woman is realized as
her own choice, it is the beginning of thrust in the sonly peacefully forever soul (IV: LII).

The wings of soul tempt on you from the enthusiastic devoutness,
goes back to the primer understanding, your really choice
doesn’t just indeed without conviction (IV: LIII).

Inherits your mother’s personality, be polite to learn
and be diligent to perfect the already exist (IV: LIV).

If recites one knowledge will become branchy and prickly,
fibered also sticky, you are decadences of powerful root trees (IV: LV).

It doesn’t mention as authority but the nice figure of humanity,
makes them shy by your fully light glaring
to the one whom watch it, certainly will be immeasurable grace (IV: LVI).

The one who harrows the night’s shelter only for a fragment of another world,
the surface of noon is circling fast and can’t held, only the light
while the shadow is not handicap (IV: LVII).

Your attending adds magnet when the nature behind hijab,
in the middle of night’s wandering grows the dawn’s light,
blown by the air opens the ear of the yearned (IV: LVIII).

Remember to leafy trees make poetize, the drizzle’s falling in the teak’s forest
when the full moon covered by cloud blown by wind of past’s teaching (IV: LIX).

This is the movement of seasons on the earth that followed by its decadences,
the cockcrow knocks the hammer opens the gate of early morning, the insect’s song
replays each other unites the rhyme of frog as much as a string of prayer services
as if doesn’t want to pass over the night without meaning (IV: LX).

Lonely- quiet bloom blossoming- stillness- fragrant devout the pen,
the lotus have white sheath receives the destiny of real (IV: LXI).

It sits with the cross leg among the trembling shadow be sharpen by light,
at once see the outside calm and quiet,
the hand of white clouds become not move feels the loneliness (IV: LXII).

The splinter of fuzzy mist accosts the climber’s desire,
its grace adds the undoubting numerical makes bigger the yearning,
to you only, as entertainer of separated antipathy (IV: LXIII).

The tinkling of mountain’s water aims to the valley of meditation
at the boy’s feet reaches the edge (IV: LXIV).

The tomorrow’s sun of female butterflies visit in front of the eyes,
its wings flap colorfully with smile tempts the soul (IV: LXV).

It waits for the comforter of soul’s field that has been drying for very long time,
the green of sea the blue of the yearned, who found the pair of shellfish on the beach
only for perfect the tembang of sacrifice (IV: LXVI).

Makes this as pricey stories of filler your overripe heart,
when the langgam of morning is perpetuated by the world, its soft spirit blown by the villages
aims to the cities whom the people are really drunk into the glories (IV: LXVII).

This letter is a handle of blossoming grave’s flower, takes good care of it as if you nurse your body
only for the next time recites the ballad of ancient’s tale that have the valued of well manner (IV: LXVIII).

The shriek of your night’s sound feels like ever experienced, the insect’s tembangs
passes over the era of cold and calm of so many thousands langgams of humanity (IV: LXIX).

Assumes the shadow as replaced friends, support the loneliness of silent,
after the heavy rainfalls shower the tlatah of the adiluhung manner from the elder (IV: LXX).

It shows the brightest face,
you pass over it be visited by the nights of past (IV: LXXI).

The one whom it runs is determined by the light of dawn,
thousands bats taste the hanging overripe moon’s fruit (IV: LXXII).

The sound of bell arrives the worship melts its wings become forever’s flapping,
it reaches the hill at the steeply slope of time’s inheriting (IV: LXXIII).

The whole creature visits, there are for some of them creeps, shortly jumps, flies away,
also there are some of them moves alike ships (IV: LXXIV).

Receives the without ending teaching,
also perpetuates your self to the continuous attending (IV: LXXV).

The golden cart is passing over beside you, waits for after from the water source,
where every the wave is the kingdom’s gate is opened (IV: LXXVI).

The light and dark of surge pleasant the feeling of pairs,
your soul- its soul also feels the dropping of accosted drizzle’s remains,
had wrote on the strings of leafs be collected by the time (IV: LXXVII).

They are also in throngs because they were left,
to the ones who had arrived at devoted place, get the dish from master of house
whom perform the flower’s fragrant of devout service’s freshmen (IV: LXXVIII).

The overripe fruit is tasted sweet and the Cambodia’s fragrant increases stimulus,
always feels thirsty on bee’s honey that saved for a long time on both shoulder of love’s wings,
this is not conflict, but it is the love’s spreading overflowed by lave (IV: LXXIX).

Every its breath’s taking recover the freshmen,
you gulps it fully devout by comes without late
or wait for the next train (IV: LXXX).

The odor’s body of angel is approaching fully passion with had sacred of love,
takes the power around your night,
for the one whom just in passing, no needs to give the answer (IV: LXXXI).

Doesn’t with much gratefully will bail the depth? You get
unimagined thing, it has become the rule before (IV: LXXXII).

The sleep’s rhyme of loyal feet had been arrived early,
than the one who snoring sleep or any direction of journey (IV: LXXXIII).

Who can reach the stone’s piling that turned into stupa reaches the sky’s existences?
Unless an eagle that has been decided by God to have the power to fly (IV: LXXXIV).

Alas my brother, safes the butterflies that in drooping at your yard
without resist its wings, falls off its powder, and caress its soft wings
in order that always to be loyal to guard on the palm of intimate hand fully sincere (IV: LXXXV).

Once love’s blown will rebuild the strength, and
puts down the burden of dying, doesn’t the butterfly have eggs and then hatch,
like the babies crawl, you are alike maggot (IV: LXXXVI).

The ink’s wrapping on the paper of fear streaks on the face’s skin,
you should become like it, not only visited (IV: LXXXVII).

The body of kentungan is stopped to shaking, why are still there the hesitation?
And why also saves the suspicious? What is the merit of it? (IV: LXXXVIII).

The water source by gray rain’s dropping recites the fallen leafs
a thousand shadow are left to fly, you heard the steps willing to go home,
aren’t the paths at your area not all of it are passed by yet? (IV: LXXXIX).

When in the silent is really need,
continue the age’s tread become more quiet, approaches your voice
to the echo of loneliness, it blesses the amazing journey (IV: XC).

You may quickly feels satiated, underestimated the cross road,
as long as your sword is sharper than the stones which came purposely from the highest mountain,
the place where the birds are never be able to breeds (IV: XCI).

The hill Ngerempak the white wood of village Ngelipar, their trunks
are brilliant had the forest of light, the gravels reflect the light of moon,
replaces the skin of women body’s (IV: XCII).

It will be better to firstly enjoy like usual
than watches the temporarily madness (IV: XCIII).

Intimates your fear similar like the feeling of falling in love,
then you will be accustomed even by the most mysterious weather (IV: XCIV).

Sharpen your whole senses in order to be sensitive to record the serves
which similar like the wind blow’s line retraces the trace of wanderer’s track (IV: XCV).

The one that tries to get out in hand by hand
only to find the essence of togetherness (IV: XCVI).

Doesn’t the presumption is more similar with a grimace of lion?
As how the three waves of goose’s sound reprimands the mind,
the swan teaches how to fly infiltrates the darkness of night (IV: XCVII).

The obedient one is really deserved to named as loyal, takes good care of these advice
similar like understands the universe of self, glowworm flies at night, gives their lights
to you, those group are blanketed by the guarded darkness (IV: XCVIII).


Glossary
1. Gending= from Java which means the musical composition for gamelan.
2. Adiluhung= Great Spirit or great manner.
3. Kentungan= the drum made from bamboo or wood which is struck to sound alarm.
4. fitroh= took from Arabian which means the first destiny of all kind of creature in the world for should be.



MUSIC- DANCING OF ETERNALITY, V: I - LXXIV
Nurel Javissyarqi

The whisper of night’s rain asks to dance to wet all of body,
showers your soul that have frozen wings, and then light up the stove in the heart! (V: I).

The air blows the swing fire; the flare is boiled into the pit of the stomach, and prejudice
poured out steaks disaster, infiltrating into the bosom, become spirit into the soul (V: II).

In so many times, the cloud rides on the air, in throngs aim to the rotation of the sky,
grows the light of lightning flash together with the shadow of death (V: III).

On the height of branch, the spirits of angels of hill’s dweller come to screamed,
the waved of the softness air is glared, foam wildly at the beach, on gristle injured skin,
it sucks the sweat’s flowing of struggling, be thirsty on the honey of literary (V: IV).

The tembang reciting are pulsating rotates the surge of bile and the bitter on tongue
are felt like honey when makes a love, if storied about are stopped by the time’s law of complain (V: V).

The frozen had been flow again since from the pool of meditation,
be there as long as the age gives, reaches your days,
makes easy a row of horrible at the end of hospitality (V: VI).

It brings you wine when you are writing the letter about next celebration
a thousand of sun take revenge by spreads out the glass’s powder,
perpetuates the seeker’s breaths of genuineness way (V: VII).

The sediment on the blue space is wafting creates the color of drizzle,
as clear as the holy mind looks the cloud is looking around watches the deserter (V: VIII).

A torn piece by torn piece of mysterious memory in the poetry,
you uses it for theory of your laws (V: IX).

Is that the statue at the fontanel of town that knows the sky’s feet are faded,
a cloud of twilight is scattered around on the face of in sunless pedestrian (V: X).

The revolution’s flare was come from yearning collected the ideas before met,
and finally, makes the ones who creates the space’s rhyme of your destiny (V: XI).

The children pull the rope of horse-drown cart as heavy as their life’s burden,
it does in suffer constantly watches the broken glass- stillness- mirror be scattered on sorrow (V: XII).

As heavy as the rainfall recites the very- very noisy and in total confusing will be ended,
it vomits the most nauseated obsessed and then flared up
in its bosom had the almost broken air bubble (V: XIII).

The steps dry the wounds up also the falling off of leafs,
but in the shaking of branches there’s still owe that asking the question (V: XIV).

A span of goal hoes the cluster of rice field that cracked by dry season,
your sultry weather sheds salt grains of body’s sweat (V: XV).

Don’t be imprisoned without the desire to go there, love returns
to grow up nicely, the lake of heart’s ocean, the sky is the lake of yearning (V: XVI).

The heartbeat have saved the vibrating of the whole goal, it fulfills an impulse of
blood’s circulation in the ex wound, sprucing up into sorrow as mirror if doesn’t aim to the lake of soul (V: XVII).

Toasted is the way to say good-bye, or kills to open the cemetery of life (V: XVIII).

Anyone’s corpse is concurred by the universalism; it collects the over tired
from the buried boy’s revenge, on centuries of prejudice (V: XIX).

Why are you begging the immediately reply, be chased onto the top of mountain,
together with dry stem’s swaying is harder to be broken, or the logical reasoning can’t get there (V: XX).

The wind of time is back into the drizzle of moon’s light,
the prayer on desert’s jungle of the great grand mother’s sorrow (V: XXI).

The sky’s wail drop the stars off,
the dust is scattered into the eye’s looking with sorrow winked (V: XXII)

; a piece of fighting’s file, a line of poem in front of the logical reasoning of dreaming,
as if breathes the poet’s heart in so many times in the swamp’s water (V: XXIII).

Runs into the rainfalls if doesn’t want to be stiff in prison or chew the habitual,
compounds the fragrant of flower, the butterflies flap to yield on the bud of yearned (V: XXIV).

The softness of your wings is not in harmony with your dancing
which is lively and actively because of jealous (V: XXV).

Don’t be worried on a long of street,
finds the house’s key of sweetheart in the beloved hole (V: XXVI).

It watches surreptitiously on your hair’s hanging down is showered by wandering’s water source (V: XXVII).

Cambodia flower is commanded in words that your lips are the cracking of twilight, tombstones,
lightless lamps are alighted by odor’s mist touches the forehead of heart (V: XXVIII).

Scales does not heavier,
imagine that it is the cloud, you are the student in its eyes (V: XXIX).

No matter how soon the light absorbs, its traces are felt,
and of course the rose’s stalks are prickly (V: XXX).

Don’t wait unless on the stalks of flowers, because some day later
will entertain your eyes, a lot of sheaths will grow (V: XXXI).

Every times spills into the campfire, its flaring lick your beard to the head,
it is fire of eternality, on the top volcano of meranti (V: XXXII).


Your mistaken is because of the observation, receives the musing of ascetic’s teaching,
it is the actor of the first wish, and you climb whatever had token (V: XXXIII).

Why do you forget the most overripe mountains, too sensitive in the heart?
Climb and climb it, you will meet the truth edelweiss (V: XXXIV).

A colony of swan pound on the west gate realizing the storm,
in rolling to rotate- hit falls off the conviction only for the renewal (V: XXXV).

Who thought the walking of spider creates the way of a staring of stillness,
explained much more seen, it points at behind your bosom (V: XXXVI).

The soul is whispering in quiet, listens to pulsating have wheezed
rules over the wind of legend, visits the throb of history (V: XXXVII).

The emptiness of your eyes looking watches the pricks of middle way
alike the silent propeller meshes the blood, enjoy the hesitation,
to they want to smell the bloody wounded of the fighting (V: XXXVIII).

Pounds on the mirror and the ruins of its cracking will finally ended,
its sharp is stabbing on the existence of “gathering” (V: XXXIX).

Lets read the deliberation to get the result of grace in every time,
the chord of drizzle washes the wanderer’s riddle feet, bathes the thirsty of soul
by word’s coming like hard rainfalls, which poured out by the spirit of secret memory (V: XL).

The thunderous of surge takes the fish to the edge follows the instinct
sways without worried after slipped away from the pulsating waits for the swing hand of fisherman by net
shocks the water’s surface of soul’s lake (V: XLI).

Matters pertaining of youth is lost by the willing to be cocoon, the strings of
your silk is dressing of worm’s dancer, will incarnate become butterflies on stage of shadow,
and it will send news about the lights of completeness (V: XLII).

It disturbs on softness at the across curvature,
finish the twilight at the unmeasured ended to meet the story (V: XLIII).

The early is not easy to keep consideration in secret, comforts your heart,
before love the altar of accusation (V: XLIV)

; the maturity are taught by the pressure of situation, picks up the wanderer’s devotion,
this is the mist’s wrestling of the back hill, to the rolling cloud (V: XLV).

Move the destiny of bird srigunting stretch its wings
when the drizzle is shakes its hand, to your gathering soul (: XLVI).

The world of loyalty is united in symphony gives the bright way,
while the stabbing into the soul, felt tired to flatter on you is yielding (V: XLVII).

There is the time for colors of shape colliding to addresses asks to be friendly,
trough fight at first against the prejudice (V: XLVIII).

Doesn’t the cutting of hair and finger’s nail means the age,
breathed in the history’s books, the stones of time (V: XLIX).

How short the alliance is, your depression jumps up and down
piled on the blue shoulder of passion, the drunk of body is fall on to the ground (V: L).

Are there any thirsty on lightly staring over there? Come to here,
it gives you as present a piece of sweet revenge, drinking of wine thicken the tongue
to the sweet crack lips (V: LI).

Smile at once, sees on its forehead have sign of rebel,
does the matter about the soft holiness, by resignation as the only way (V: LII).

After reading its sheath, the feet leave the flower’s park,
as far as the history explicitly the colors to be memorized its fragrant (V: LIII).

Not needs to mention on when is the corner reach the wholeheartedness,
the dew of teaks leafs become crystal in the jungle of lesson, takes glue of that loving
for hanging down of your long blackening hair as long as the waiting of forever mysterious (V: LIV).

Alike the seethed of palm wine into the top nerves of disorder, rides on the time
explains the spirit of word’s depth, the own body enter the isolated slot (V: LV).

In the billing of loneliness, find the crying of black ink at the time become slow and dumb,
with the fragrant of devout flowers from the heart’s regretting (V: LVI).

Whatever that it is whispered to are incarnates become thousand kissing of butterfly,
in every flower’s sheath, you got the parable (V: LVII)

; alike dawn and twilight does always repeated, keep coming the day- night,
wrap you at the veil of shade without ended (V: LVIII).

The time of passion blesses your increasing steps, takes care of your flame,
it is not less than that, no more than in the time’s searching of the time’s superiority (V: LIX).

Resolved on facing the tread of conviction, this is its birth land
when the aware accosts the cluster of valley’s rice field (V: LX).

Catches the flare up before the seriousness out of the prison,
the billowing of sorrow smoke nightmare are congested, gives new understanding (V: LXI).

Let have injure from the cock fighting,
only to found the meaning of arena (V: LXII).

When ever jump up and down to meet,
not only in the sentence’s limit of promised, you enter the loyalty of warm shawl of light,
the freshmen because of dances, in the long chance of age searches (V: LXIII).

Without burden of figure follows the whistle- swaying aims to the end,
where the position of hesitation is nursed, not proper to storied again (V: LXIV).

Ignore the sleepy too much when in far away travels (V: LXV).

The one who hopes on the time of hungry and thirsty, don’t alleviate your pain on burden,
before recites the tale about guerilla’s war finally found the winning (V: LXVI).

Since become brother, the place to press the wine,
doesn’t your fault is shy? From long time ago the porcelain had been empty by in passing fear,
you never guest, in fact the thirsty can strangle your neck (V: LXVII).

You are the pen that ho is lied down without care on the sheets of paper,
let your self- sleep, until lost the feeling to say (V: LXVIII).

Is this the children of century be imprisoned?
Chirp in the luxury’s cage, storied about the other form- color at their nearly around,
how pity are their fate, a line of black fur on the long and nicely neck (V: LXIX).

You are blessed to borrow the buried saying,
in the jail writes on the humid wall, the free air of your waiting (V: LXX).

There some are watching that alike enters the jungle of cemetery will come out tiredly,
as firm as the Kris of understanding is stopped, to the air’s rotation of ascetic’s trace (V: LXXI)

; devoutly manifests is colored by so many kinds of amazing light’s feeling,
once lost will be awaked later, its leader to followed does not dangerous (V: LXXII).

You don’t ever repeat the weariness agrees the dreams,
the imagination of your breath’s formed, in the big blowing of the nature (V: LXXIII).

The secrets are opened since from slapped the restrains,
the yearning is molten and gone, the death arises the feeling
and the feeling incarnates become the first knowledge (V: LXXIV).


Glossary
1. Meranti= kind of timber trees.
2. Gathering= unite become one between two things usually for down level and upper level like people and government, human to the God.
3. Srigunting= in java they most famous as the incarnation from prosperity’s goddess.



FOAMED BY ODOROUS NIGHT, VI: I - LXXVII
Nurel Javissyarqi

The night’s air expands slowly, brings news from the billing of stillness,
feels the wings of castle’s grandeurs, which is moved by Holy Spirit of life (VI: I).

The steps of words follow the blow’s wish of intimate fragrance air,
the times glare its light’s string in the pulsating of same kind’s love of human being (VI: II).

Clears away the era, touches the skin of vibration, the distant face of mysteriousness on
destiny is testified by the soul, makes primary’s personality become late (VI: III).

A blown of sunless breath, as soft as the strings of cloud are scattered
on the ballad’s composing, in the reception of nights (VI: IV).

Where it moves and then ticked, the music is continuously at the rice barn,
stories about goddess Sri dances by morning’s light as sash with lasting spirit,
comforts the souls, and there are no more obsesses face of the farmers (VI: V).

Approaches your smile, at the bright side of the moon takes cheerfully with,
the mist goes upward perpetuates the time, on translates the incident (VI: VI).

No need to be questioned because the destination is understood in the street of age,
only for the searching of noble’s stones, which lost and found back (VI: VII).

In the vast forest of traveler takes the ways of morning’s passion performs hearts brightener,
the ability fills the place, while the rooms give the chance to the wish (VI: VIII).

The spirit of life are misty, a hinge of mankind passes by the gland of awareness (VI: IX).

Intercepts you when will jump down to disconnect the spirit, the ropes stretch
alike the sash ties around the body, its dancing sways the tembang reciting of soul (VI: X).

Alas forecaster, shaded in your comfort’s soul, the promises comes to you
or you comes afterward, aims to the most definitely time’s roaring (VI: XI).

When the certainties are shown up, stories about the overripe fruit just with one blown, and the butterflies
flap intercourse by the air, by the most beauty willing to balance the soul (VI: XII).

The lantern at the middle of night, sways that never off,
growth by trees of silent, the flower of lesson is blossoming (VI: XIII).

The flared up courage are attended when infected by confusion, the heirs
disturb your controlled soul, forgets about the lighted up worry (VI: XIV)

; as the grade of silent when the mankind’s heart being alone,
opens- closes the noisy gives the color of naturalist’s freshmen (VI: XV).

The one visits his conviction will get the fragrant of flower,
the park fragrances in the long of nurses the casuarinas hair by the height of morning,
which drops the dew of sun’s light, onto the prickly grasses (VI: XVI).

Sits on the most intimate chairs without burdened by the dust of suspicious,
the water are fulfilled in the glass, if poured out in front of you is the soul (VI: XVII).

You approaches the glorious, takes the way of so many level of decision,
since studied the maturity, remembered on small world’s way that ever token,
similar like the spirit of loyal one, explains the vocabulary (VI: XVIII).

The attending of seconds repeats time of happening,
the human learns about their loneliness at social’s distant of light (VI: XIX).

If feels be blanketed by mysteriousness when embroiders the earth,
it so relieve the chains are rotated after united, in the intimate’s hugging (VI: XX).

The holy spirit of life is foamed on yearning, on the stove’s flaring follows the times,
creates the dew at your face, and a throwing of letter is dragged away by flowing (VI: XXI)

; fishes are in loving, delivered onto your shore, read by beach boys
after the waiting dried, thicken the papers of conviction (VI: XXII).

The beauties of gathered breaths incarnate become usual for that strange thing,
the spirit across the river retraces the side of bridge, its inner follows the air
opens the curtain of heart, aims to the steps of continuously freshmen (VI: XXIII).

You suck the weather of height of sweetheart’s hand curvature
on the hill have love’s wings lives in the softness of soul (VI: XXIV).

The aware is mysterious spirit, while the unaware is guessable for the depth,
your staring looks like eye’s lamentation is visited to there (VI: XXV).

The night’s sky bow as much as a stalk of cloud, and the voices of leafs
accost the stars, since from window’s eyes of century’s cart (VI: XXVI)

; respects the grass’s flower at the villages of rain, the possibility of cloud from
behind the back hill, hoped on the eye’s winked respects on the smiling (VI: XXVII).

Visit your struggling on the sadness of lost is moved by the soul
after chewed the miracle, supposing the water in glass is medicine compounding
your spirit’s carry over to the summit of deserter (VI: XXVIII).

The blessed spirit unites the soul as an impulse of love a blown of soft cotton
releases the exist- not existing in the room of same kind, pursuant to jasmine will (VI: XXIX).

It approaches onto your bosom, or you in the thunderous of its soul, feels awaken
of cold broken glass of lamentation, and the devoutness of your wings pick up the
intention (VI: XXX).

The feathers are free to leave the restrains, follows the cumulus’s calling,
misses on the opener’s light, at the hand’s fingers of prays (VI: XXXI).

The tip of pen stripes the poem as soft as the cold of knife in the night’s stabbing,
signs onto the sheets of the paper in the moment of silent of certainty (VI: XXXII).

Soft vibration returns the power, the breaths of dawn are blew,
visits the certainty of mysterious aims to the bright of understanding (VI: XXXIII).

The color of faded moon are shadowing your body, the spirit goes upward
its existence is pulsated, to the brittle bones of history (VI: XXXIV).

Its talking roams on your fontanel as the place for pity royal bed,
the anger eyeballs are trampled upon the stage’s feet of the insulter (VI: XXXV).

Alas the air blown, delivers him aim to the eternality of change the time
waits until the end of his hair is split, swayed by the blue sky (VI: XXXVI).

After the loneliness of sick, the drizzle leaves the emptiness powerless of hill,
receives the goblet had contained with poison, after finish the splendor duty from the elder,
lights up the torch of truth, on along of centuries fire flame (VI: XXXVII).

Self-crying be saved by pressing of trouble’s stone meets the earth,
steps on it crawls on it, tottered by sharp gravels (VI: XXXVIII).

Attends with fever and hugged by become cured, enters the marrow of faith,
and then returns the love from the hole of yearning, buries the memory of death (VI: XXXIX).

Don’t be antipathy to visit the tombstone in the sigh, because the sincerity
can stop torture, the prayer of freshmen in the world of waiting (VI: XL).

Drinks even just a gulping in the painfully night, the flame of oil lamp sways
for the broken pillar, become your motivator a thousand of cloud is running the time (VI: XLI).

The flash of lightning strikes on the existence, get ready to be kilt
in order that won’t be long to wait, for being fall headlong into the hole of uncertainty (VI: XLII).

Alas the darkness of night, signs up the aware of sun,
the quiver in the fontanel waits for the shadow gone (VI: XLIII).

Be powerless wrapped by yearning, really become faded the young and without honey flower,
the odor of soul is also empty, its sheaths are dropped off by in passing wind (VI: XLIV).

But you are alike the figure of flower is decided by God to be forever in lonely,
or a bottle of ink that is not touched by wonderfully fingers (VI: XLV).

The souls in suffer sends the news about the roamed ghost
in the long sleeping of the ruler, be submerged by jealous (VI: XLVI)

; you better tethered at the jungle of thirsty on love and lave,
the snow’s butterfly in the weak hand with sad eyes (VI: XLVII).

The histories of death carving, bothers the dream’s destiny of reality (VI: XLVIII).

Since lived in the shallow current, the fins of fish Betik are wiped out by the stiflingly weather,
Be dumped off flutters on the muddy ground, or dragged by dry ditch (VI: XLIX).

Who can stop the crazy about, to the neck, eyebrow and nose,
all body of silent be wet slickly, climbs onto the love of century neat the periods (VI: L).

Gives present, before the music of ferial commands to the cloud
to cover the walking of black coffin aim to the residence (VI: LI).

The presentation of wayang character are played by the decision
confused by the certainty of vision (VI: LII)

; the observer had lost by the followers love the darkness, to him the water source
won’t be dry from bailer, keeps coming from all around of the living place (VI: LIII).

Your ear is started to become thick wants to sleep in the embracing of night,
the angels gets ready to scatter the vocabulary (VI: LIV).

The lost passion is stolen by the goal, asks to scrub the power of gravities,
that atmospheres cracks the whole yearning, collected in the meditation (VI: LV).

Listen to before the sign buried down away into the earth, the night picks up the drizzle
wets on the trip’s grass of decider to attend, at your side forever (VI: LVI).

The flower creates the pain’s fate of the idol, as fragrant as the sheath of gathering
the certainty of the stalks become doubt, be released guarded by yearning (VI: LVII).

The weather of night embraces the pain, at the top of time tastes the immeasurable meaning,
be submerged in along of the seashore’s sand stretching, on the mysterious islands (VI: LVIII).

At the meeting whom become so high alike sky, the ruins of your greeting tread on,
the letter comes, when perform the ritual prayers left the drunken on shadow (VI: LIX).

Assumed horrible on the snored sleeping, spurt the prayers
onto a string of beating cloud teaches the heart of your devoutness (VI: LX).

The colors of all age overflowed gropes your fate,
the blind morning passes by the cemetery at the border of village, the soul climbs
the warm waiting of sun, at a span of eyes of everlasting dhukha (VI: LXI).

If the night foamed by the odor’s smell, run the feet to the limited oceans will be memorized,
the human act like stretch after sleep jump up and down, burnt by the fire of their own eternality (VI: LXII).

In the future will write the wonderful ones, story about blown mist’s breaths
pierce with embroidered on the height- low of coarse grass (VI: LXIII).

The musing of crazy about in the eternality, bathed together in the lake,
this is the lake of love, which ever known in the mind, and enter
the room of your heart awake the souls through the deepest daydreaming (VI: LXIV).

The scholar have constant in destination, although the ship is nervous at the ocean of hurricane,
his fate’s screen is lifted up, then expand aims to the cloud of hope (VI: LXV).

Until the branch pulls the pen, moved actively like bended over dancing
recites the lake’s falling water in the hand’s fingers of time,
witch the eyeballs, approve the bushes of your prosperity (VI: LXVI).

You begins bored to enter the forest hood, but it still want the same thing,
feels be burdened, your breath- its breath are in the passion of in loving (VI: LXVII).

Stop for a while, it will pick up the arrangement of step,
the shape of nearest shadow, the blown of in cocoon’s spirit (VI: LXVIII).

Since gave the color of calm and quiet, the long hair as long as the string of dawn
has the teaching of pair, the joy- sorrow are embraced by the knight (VI: LXIX).

Introduces your soul, sticky kissing sighs on the warm of love,
that is the hugging of making love, perpetuates the striping of tembang (VI: LXX).

Lets understand the breath’s action of the yearning giver,
while the imprisoned one, his conditions is borrowed (VI: LXXI).

The times are returned in indeed linked,
understands the flower’s fragrant at that season (VI: LXXII).

The drizzle falls beside the flash of light, when the sun doubts
is closed by the shame, the cloud opens resembling like shellfish have dweller (VI: LXXIII).

The nights scatter the bright stars,
the bell calls your night be purely without interrupters (VI: LXXIV).

She stops, when you are walking realized on the softness, nervous of love
unites the deepest desire, as fast as the period pulls the dark century (VI: LXXV).

For the one who found the renewals, similar like the same flame of torch,
this is the most morning screaming among the mornings (VI: LXXVI).

Resembling like disappears in the compact rotation with dancing on the stillness,
alike the all life of ocean’s surge, devoted to the night (VI: LXXVII).


Glossary
1. Betik= took from Java languages which mean a kind of swamp’s fishes.
2. Dhukha= in Islam, prayer servicing at the time between morning and noon in the day, after the sun rise and it make shadow onto everything.



DESIRES OF GLORY, VII: I - LXXXVII
Nurel Javissyarqi

The splashing of black ink is used up for the passion of raging,
the starry sky in the stove of darkness (VII: I).

The grains of fire sprinkles to shine the night,
flamed before picked up by the ash of age (VII: II).

You should have ready to read
although the senile skins on the happening (VII: III).

Listened to the air of taught of hesitation,
as deep as your feeling skins the humanity (VII: IV).

Penetrate the peace of mysterious at the time of your devoutness,
tomorrow won’t be nervous to break the broken glass of stillness pour out the intention,
your small world had been able to do the fair thing (VII: V).

Alike the necklace’s pendant, this is the valuable uncomforted,
its weights are pure as fast as the anxious blesses the wedding of love,
and also can have prejudice similar like the colony of ancient’s cloud (VII: VI).

You listens to the angels are whispered after peep on you
have no more nervous to work, when your soul is in his love’s scale (VII: VII).

Runs the God’s will for the one who called will be immediately attend,
the pen drawn into the billing of your soul, creates the salt in the freezing of time
which came from the consciousness of inner heart although without a figure of face (VII: VIII).

The ghosts at the frontline is passed by, the face fully wound of shame,
remembered always on the painting of flattery triggers on the hidden love flared up (VII: IX).

Let the lush of storm collapses the trees, the stalk boughs
blocks to reach the height, you won’ change the direction of flight,
the light of words pierces the blue sky’s level of poet (VII: X).

You still be in dumb as much as the waiting of the cloudy moss, the spirit of life accompanies you
on the surface of time had become stones, in here ear pays good attention to the devoutness of lake,
misses on the stem’s conversation that speak out the command words about the leaf’s freshmen of heart (VII: XI).

The ink keeps moves on, its tip as much as the striping of the strong will to fight,
the celebration of intention is poured out overlaps and stabs each other (VII: XII).

The poling of pen signs the frontline, the spirits of best friends is spoken about
untied wish, the conviction flows from the height of consciousness (VII: XIII).

The burden bearers walk as thick as the paper suffers from the rain,
this sensitivity supports the moon attends in the remembrance,
the sight had become so clear to record the past splashing (VII: XIV).

Be stopped won’t be satisfied even drunk on the sacrificed,
therefore mate the space- time in the teaching of ascetic doer
as far as the wing’s flapping reaches the desire from the summit to summit (VII: XV).

The lights of words, the breath of blue sky on the strings of age,
open the curtain of dreamed day- night, won’t be burnt unless gathering (VII: XVI).

The seed needs heavy rainfall, you sail the black ink,
one-way feet’s stepping is formed the fate is collided on hunger in the journey (VII: XVII).

You found the hesitation get bored, hurts the intact thrust
receives the renewing of dawn on the maturity of leaving the toys (VII: XVIII).

After the drizzle followed, the cloud moves as the way it is
a stretching of ocean’s wave are still imprisoned by the doubt of wind,
punished by the shoot of top’s leafs of coconut’s stem (VII: XIX).

Waits for the blossoming fragrance of flower is fell off by the kissing, the fruit’s patient
fell with thud on the hall’s telatah, you are waited for at the gate of forgiveness,
be greeted by the smile of street’s lighter (VII: XX).

Won’t be enough to attended just a fragment, the question roams to find the answer,
and had arrived the greeting of rain in the bright night after the air licks the cloud (VII: XXI).

That poem whispers about the immortality,
fills the emptiness of soul passes by the half part of silent (VII: XXII).

If not finished keeps swayed,
hunts the essence are cut off on the hand of soporific (VII: XXIII).

Won’t write something for you if not touches on the mysteriousness,
a half part are stagnated, and flows down to the surge’s consciousness to the estuary of foam,
while you have the conviction’s eyes of the most first sailor (VII: XXIV).

The body of pen is uprooted from the bottle of ink,
the color of muddy land of his soul’s motherland (VII: XXV).

Since the cloud- rain are scattered and slapped each other,
city’s lamps are broken only for the completeness of boy’s darkness (VII: XXVI).

The bat’s formation hunts the fruit, alike the stars fall off into the lake,
spread out from the height of night, the new season comes through the curtains of casuarinas trees (VII: XXVII).

The south’s winds follow the steps of your desire to listen to the holy words command of time,
be poured out from firmament into the marrow of your heart, and the earth is yielded (VII: XXVIII).

When swirling the deepest of heart, lets the souls contain out
lifts up the sound’s echo of soul’s loneliness (VII: XXIX).

How pretty are the suffer heart are no more outburst, heat the crystal you are saved,
gives the waiter pulsating similar like shame steps to face the beloved (VII: XXX).

At the far away peninsula heard the throbs of your holy words
moves the spirit of period to be dissolved, aims to the enthrall stillness (VII: XXXI).

Peep at the midnight stylish drops the dew of leafs,
cures the nervous, as fresh as your soul recovers the deepest conviction
since from the alley of sunless, be tuff aims to the light of determination (VII: XXXII).

The wind’s language that they thought were dumb is been there,
the rhythm of aware swishing picks up the certainty (VII: XXXIII)

; its sound is echoing combs the hair of dancer,
when the swaying of rhythm is changed, your eyeballs be bright and red,
you are witness of unmeasured seriousness (VII: XXXIV).

Comforts your sitting place so can touch the peacefully, the rainbow’s singing
is same tone with combined brush wiping, its composition is in the sky’s canvas of feeling (VII: XXXV).

The birds are twittered at free strait to perform the melodious song,
which floods in your living place (VII: XXXVI).

Alike the windmill is passionate to salt the beach (VII: XXXVII).

You begin to approve the other path in your heart
and there is the willing to go there (VII: XXXVIII).

Enter it even tough so hard, and opens your most mysterious personality,
remove the interrupters coarse grasses, in order that won’t be doubt aims to the bright of moon (VII: XXXIX).

The cloudy sky’s wall attends the sun, the child of air flutters
the sweat and without worried to stop you, which have the hope (VII: XL).

Be self-silent and the blown always accosts on you,
its finger’s dancing has the soft power, fully polite returns the love (VII: XLI).

Your attention, the lips move to smile but won’t be far
and then the wind of the best friends is breathed about you (VII: XLII).

Pays good attention to the high wish, no needs to turn around onto the fragment of heart,
be intact to receives the sincerity, writes on the implied plate (VII: XLIII).

Squeals to as long as you are in longing, and then read the skin until in to it,
you meet the glories, opens the self in the jail of repent and forswear (VII: XLIV).

A half ones said, this stove is not ripe the caldron’s water yet,
leafs are not getting the certain useful yet, and the hills are doubt
watches your last night’s nervous with shallow thinking (VII:XLV).

So many times teaches the soul heated by the flare be filled by steel, this is the process of light’s sprinkling of
the wholly youth, the patient opens the holy command’s words with wary shield (VII: XLVI).

It was the Kris Gandring took the woman from the hand,
the symbol had scale to save the stabber, before- after
in fact the world punishes its own value (VII: XLVII).

The desire of universe seems like the poet’s commands
are tied very tightly in the holy command of disappointed priest (VII: XLVIII)

The fire burns the wood and it is flare up, screamed when dipped into the receptacle,
the scorch forest blacken with very black of the night’s skin, blinds the bird to pierce the darkness of night,
its wings are burnt and its body is ripe, because takes out the soul of loving (VII: XLIX).

Thousands bat fill up the eyes of noon, the prayer infiltrates into the body of Kris (VII: L).

Its prestige flows the power of creating, enters the valley of blood
be choked into the ravine of hermit’s abode (VII: LI).

The middle ages of horse makes the patient fail, billows the dust throws the gravel
engages the tying of fate, runs the big destiny movement of rebellion (VII: LII).

To the Empu who’s torn the incident of young, both are fights over for inadequate Kris
that is not provided with under layer yet by magic formula of universe justice tier (VII: LIII).)

This is the altercation soul that does irreparable damage to their own children,
stabbed by their own as the beginning history of the tragedy (VII: LIV).

The regret one leaves the arena,
in his is bosom saved the flared up of struggling (VII: LV).

Only for break lose the coconut’s flower on the shocked air of creation,
a flapping of bat spreads the weather of night before meet each other in cross over flight (VII: LVI).

Fight over to be pulled by the magnet are the face of movement, if the young tamarind fruits
are dropped off be fallen onto the roads tripped by heavy rainfall, the soft wind slowly move slickly
and the dusts are flied over to cover the depression (VII: LVII).

If the rose apple fruit retraces the river from the heavy of current,
the eyes of searching is flopped by the time aims to the decider (VII: LVIII).

The flash of lightning crashes the bosom of white cloud drags the wound,
the colors of twilight pours the blood into the orange ocean,
the star have the sorrow’s flicker, doesn’t another anger but the night of brighter (VII: LIX).

The broken stalk dries the almost ripe fruit, really the pockmarks storm
slaps without making differences to one another, makes overripe bud be dropped off uselessly (VII: LX).

Did it happen? And the time had come to create the more pure fruit
by the shaking of branches, the plumpness on the trees of yearned season (VII: LXI).

Whose night is deserted? Planned killing to the body of in sleeping world,
the blood come out without can be avoided again, anesthetized by conical air as sharp as the knife of time (VII: LXII).

As high as the freely ascending, the stiffly wings of eagle is stretched in every morning, its softly flapping will rule over the arena of battle (VII: LXIII)

; traverse the field of cumulus wades the solid and lumped up mist,
renews the free straits of sky above (VII: LXIV).

Indistinctly heard the sound is visiting your ear;
rajaku rajawali, daunku daun jati, embunku di pohon trembesi (VII: LXV).

The breaths cuts the buds off, the nervous height of a wail goes away up
to the passion of times limit, the living place flies away (VII: LXVI).

The rotation with the weather of awake up gets higher, the air in throng
gives the calm and quiet to its head fully polite and lively (VII: LXVII).

That sound is coming again; rajekku rajejekwesi, jiwaku dibawa turangga sembrani, suaraku takkan lenyap walau pohon bakau tidak lagi di pantai (VII: LXVIII).

The dry field cracked by the dry season, the seeds fall into it,
this is the death of opinion without the cloud becomes air shake hands each other (VII: LXIX).

It arises at the perfect time, showered by the seriousness of asceticism practicing
a nudge of wide explicit leafs that wet to be alive to (VII: LXX).

The rain by molten cloud, falls onto the almost die groin of earth,
it makes the grass alive, flower and the past trees (VII: LXXI).

The long dry season is returned become fresh for the time’s rotation follows the era,
aims to the reap waits for the breeding of birds (VII: LXXII).

The time of sunset folds the white cloud, the sun be ready
to dive the ocean, comes to the age’s top of morning (VII: LXXIII).

The swallowed at the valley of bright, be sunless aims to the field of coarse grasses,
it is enter the sunglass’s world of your unaware (VII: LXXIV).

The earth revolves passes over the steam and the moon has ring on cloud,
the gravity weights the backbones of guerrilla’s warriors (VII: LXXV).

The level of sky moves the fate of earth for the world of heart mind be opened,
the heart is beating, the color bents the power of feeling had purpose on love (VII: LXXVI).

The eyes are sobbed, the body is tapped, and regret blended over with symptom trembled,
he is alike your Pronocitro, be sticky shadowing in your staring (VII: LXXVII).

The splashing of your vision to the aware world of the secret of your vast forest
and Ni Roro Mendut very enough lied down (VII: LXXVIII).

Pronocitro said; “my parents is washed away token by the ocean’s wave,
will I sink in to the billing ocean of romance? (VII: LXXIX).

The wave at motherland are started to flop, be vicious
and then will I have the same fate like my father?” (VII: LXXX).

What the mankind stops their more weight feeling with?
His steps are trembled wobbly, crawls aim to his true love,
he is really deeply grooming and determines the strong will (VII: LXXXI).

Whoever belongs the boiled blood, seethes,
even however the meeting of feeling increase more (VII: LXXXII).

The heart’s turbulence fills the meaning of stories
born the word since from the ocean of truly soul (VII: LXXXIII).

His past hobby was pitting away against one another, the cock of his fate (VII: LXXXIV).

And he begin recognizes the honey as the wrapper of the Kris,
while you are attractive to his cock’s fighter (VII: LXXXV).

But the decision still he is submitted for you,
for the world also the time, and especially for the mist also stones (VII: LXXXVI).

Because of the sincerity of ink’s tongue misses The Yearned one that does God (VII: LXXXVII).


Glossary
1. Kris gandring= one of the kind of the Kris from history of kingdom Majapahit whom made by Empu Gandring for Ken Arok and finally to used to took the women ken dedes from the hand of Tunggul Ametung as her husband and finally made revenge between their descends, it is just a fragment of history of the kingdom Majapahit.
2. Empu= the one who make the Kris.
3. rajaku rajawali, daunku daun jati, embunku di pohon trembesi. a spelling of magic formula.
4. rajekku rajejekwesi, jiwaku dibawa turangga sembrani, suaraku takkan lenyap walau pohon bakau tidak lagi di pantai; a spelling of magic formula,



ABOVE THE SKY STRETCHER, VIII: I - CXXIII
Nurel Javissyarqi

The top of pen slides from the billing of stillness, sharpness of holy words
unsheathes, pierces the silent of time that told by breadth of hand (VIII: I).

He doesn’t follow anyone, he be rigid and also pure (VIII: II).

The frozen of gathering, comes to meet his personality has the power of love,
signatured with dragon snick, on the grass field below the bright full moon (VIII: III).

Aren’t you looking for the mature idea, the over youth of flying white ant’s shadow
that circles around approaches to the lamp, spellbound- taken in by own magnet (VIII: IV).

The sun’s light doesn’t control all splinter of granite,
therefore let your times lead you to it (VIII: V).

Opens the window in the early morning aims to the freshmen of air into the skin’s pores,
steps onto the garden of jasmine, there is your poem that waiting for finished at there (VIII: VI).

The fragrant flower be fragrance, hanging around at nature of turned white skies,
its fragrant is soft goes upward into the nose of devoutness (VIII: VII).

The farmer that so much misses to pick the jasmine up is mother of
flower seller at the market Menganti (waiting) until back (VIII: VIII).

The sweat on your palm of hand are incarnate become gold, the others are passionate to follow,
carried by the women onto the middle of city, to the villages of hope (VIII: IX).

Don’t be so quickly soluble in the song, or disappears antipathy to penetrate (VIII: X).

The long applause lightly and melodious laugh, enters shriek of singer
be sad of loving the honesty, talked with to release the shawl (VIII: XI).

The warm side-glance of your eyes are said,
don’t you want to pay good attention, even though it had been at the cross place? (VIII: XII).

Your silent saves a lot of deep conversation,
for long time will be sure to find the end of answer (VIII: XIII).

Understand again, as long as the mist and the misty cover the back hill,
embraces the tree of river, which flows the natural water source (VIII: XIV)

; through your breath to the end of misty sea, arranges the curvature of your fate’s running,
it had been long time surviving by sucks the nipple of completeness, alike talks about the time,
the direction passed over the century before you (VIII: XV).

It doesn’t want you to be disappointed on your dreams,
accept this combination of palm’s flowers for necklace when dances,
because doesn’t mean yet that the country follows pakem will be continuance (VII: XVI).

The tinkling of dancer ankle’s ring, throws away the ghosts of imagination,
disperses the strong desire of the looser (VIII: XVII).

It never guessed that the rose is showered in every morning
scratches the skin of own flesh, behind the blossoming loveliness
the sharp part of pen is inserted at the feather of enchant wings (VIII: XVIII).

It really understands the last words,
cleans the moss in the current trough stones, because doesn’t want there is someone to be slipped (VIII: XIX).

After rubs the moss, the feet be surely step on,
hard current of water flows showered by the high power of full and totally comprehension (VIII: XX).

He be strengthen and tuff holds the cane of loyalty
only for walks along at blessing way with the balances (VIII: XXI).

Waterfall is boiled up lines the map, player- watcher give the meaning,
the follower is also so simple to running on it, spreads the seed plants the insemination (VIII: XXII).

Waits for the fruit be bent down as high as gold color of cloud, the light of twilight be molten extended
into a piece of black steel Kris, on the late of practicing asceticism in the womb of night (VIII: XXIII).

It doesn’t only shadow, the night has been thinking the step to find the unpredicted form,
a combination between spirit and the soul of life goes to the immeasurable limit (VIII: XXIV).

Sometimes they forget to danger
when gulping a glass of wine, spilled out uselessly (VIII: XXV).

Butterflies concrete that picks up the flower
That is blown by wind of time’s finger incarnates become the combination of song (VIII: XXVI).

A piece of cigarette takes care of the night that sucked on the lips of worship,
the smoke billows alike the incense assaults the sky had understood on it (VIII: XXVII).

The awaken guard follows the current of unaware to find the souls
in the line of certainty, a half of them jeers at and the others understand (VIII: XXVIII).

The fallen star token by Empu, smelted by him the irresistible fevering,
the sorrow of thoughtfully yearning history is nursed by the frozen of time (VIII: XXIX).

Who can stop the heartbeats of swear
on volcanoes cauldron in boy’s chest? (VIII: XXX).

Its molten swallows the slope of hinterland, smelts the trees turned into stone,
the caves are covered by solid liquid, the cloud postpones the falling of rain (VIII: XXXI).

If were in sad also in fighting will be more weight on his pain, therefore lets
shake hand as tight as artery caresses the time observes the real truth (VIII: XXXII).

Where does the power of regretting come from? The stone’s aware as much as the passion of the outer world and inner self are increased,
he is the choosing person of time’s court, even though the mistaken go along follows him (VIII: XXXIII).

You are too long standing in front of the mirror similar like the paper are not willing to attached by recipe,
in fact the strings of time are painful cured by the seriousness (VIII: XXXIV).

If bright star is picked up is the form of helping,
as far as the sun is threw by the twilight, in deep sleeping be stabbed by the night (VIII: XXXV).

If only there is no ballad singing, a flared up is still started, the mountain of ice floats,
Its molten incarnates become the ocean wave’s consciousness of thinking (VIII: XXXVI)

; under the ocean your logical reasoning is melancholy, press the snow stone with the heat of fire,
it is the world of stage wishes on brave human (VIII: XXXVII).

Climbs up and down of the mountain are taking, carries the secret words,
visit the sweetheart’s lips when the soul is gone into the field of sadness (VIII: XXXVIII).

The spirit of life had arise up now has the place to live in, teaches the everlasting in
the veranda of full moon, resembling like picks up the self is in shackling of prickly crown (VIII: XXXIX).

The flowers are falling off by stone’s throwing when the season is in loneliness,
before its soul is took out, mentions beautifulness until deeply into the marrow (VIII: XL).

At the height of your breath, the life’s power is flared up like flame of eternality
shines to the mannerism of observance of religious duties, only for the intact of the elder grandeur spirit (VIII: XLI).

The testimony fully with submission, crow rips the whole
body’s flesh, and the whole contain of stomach lacerated till there is nothing left (VIII: XLII).

The cloud blacken as the pure sadness, the broken wood be hugged by the heavy rainfall,
the flash of thunderclap strikes on the boat’s screen, the drizzle is crying (VIII: XLIII).

The looser runs head over heels be stated by the storm,
doesn’t the soft wind with calm’s wings welled up? (VIII: XLIV).

Goes along with your sweetheart hugs the beginning of its wings
and don’t be doubt, gulps your faith until up to the green sky (VIII: XLV).

Promise that you won’t pick up the blossoming flowers at the folding of hill,
you and her fills the heaven that fully with overripe fruit and decorated by holy ballads,
its waitress are boys and girls come from newly ostrich’s hatched of essence (VIII: XLVI).

It is among the light becomes the happiest occupant (VIII: XLVII).

The spirit’s blown comforts the life makes the ground be alive (VIII: XLVIII).

As clear as reads the relief of ancient inscription that chiseled on the lonely stones,
opens the threads of palm leafs to pay good attention on the meaning left behind (VIII: XLIX).

Writes the tale to give a little piece of smile and won’t less,
the secret is still saved the power in the warehouse of treasury (VIII: L).

Be the judge fairly in the exchange and don’t follow the wavelength,
or be seriously sacrifices without crave (VIII: LI).

Be sincere, don’t hope from me or refuse it,
If gave a slice of meat is the payment for your seriousness (VIII: LII).

The yearning is fresh since from the hurricane flopping,
as cool as the quietness in the well has prayer serviced (VIII: LIII).

The one who come at wonderfully breadth of hand is scattered with the flower,
its dancing are silent recites the worship as pretty as the hoping (VIII: LIV).

It came out from the meditation place then attends into your arm
more than your skin in the middle room fully with breaths (VIII: LV).

The passion of dawn waits for the bright understands thoroughly the sweat of yearning,
the air blown combs the hairs of your rice cultivation,
it is the bird’s chirp of lake’s inhabitant, reconciles the soul reaches the dreaming (VIII: LVI).

Stares at the wavelength of sunless showers the heart’s worship of the night,
all chains of stars sign to the wanderer, releases the whole doubt- temptation,
praises and also haunts (VIII: LVII).

Understand thoroughly sand grains of seashore by stepping the feet on,
the air accosts you that is standing intimately, gives the place but not the shackle of soul (VIII: LVIII).

The cold weather of your musing is breathed on yearning, in the enthusiasm of time’s intercourse,
the souls are flopped on the ungues greeting, before- after turned into the stone (VIII: LIX).

It is the air harrows your hair’s swaying thoroughly the flute’s playing
which its rhythms retraces the rock’s flower valley of thinking (VIII: LX).

Doesn’t have to climb, looks at to the tops of height in every morning,
the mist goes upward onto the mountain decorates the teaks, mahogany, trembesi,
to silk-cotton trees also bamboo’s cluster of heart (VIII: LXI).

The rain is rolled falls onto the birth lands
and the air expands to swing the season of renewal (VIII: LXII)

; the campfire warms the forester of night’s forest, the full moon
is perched on the branch- stalk, and the shadow of life is in memory (VIII: LXIII).

Be spilled out the whole complains and sigh onto the field of sadness
on fate’s swaying embraces the body of word’s end (VIII: LXIV).

The residues of dust on grass’s foot are uprooted, slowly and leisurely raises seedling the heartbeat,
the bird’s chirp is competed without hiding, lonely in the cage (VIII: LXV).

Welcome the moon of bride, the flower’s honey at young age of bee’s nest,
this is the news of the cloud- cumulus in crowd movement, from top east of peace (VIII: LXVI).

Be gilded by full moon, your wine eyes as soft as the soul’s lake of wanderer,
while the grasses is shined, to the upset aware (VIII: LXVII).

Comforts your self to be in cocoon, and then grow your wing’s feather,
your flapping attractive the eyes, caresses the flower’s buds (VIII: LXVIII).

The flower is stepped by bents down intimately; its fragrant is guarded (VIII: LXIX).

When your dancing aim to the back of air, your wings are polished,
it is approaching to you as much as the accosting of yearning’s awaken dives the times (VIII: LXX).

After rolled in the most unbending compound’s room,
sucks the green breaths decorated with fully compliment (VIII: LXXI)

; the magic formula retraces the billowing smoke fragrances into the cavity of firmament,
writes the story of tomorrow, the sun dries the flat of twilight at the island of
cross remembrance (VIII: LXXII).

The stretching of twilight as fragrant as flower’s devoutness in the blessing gift of night’s guard,
and then the hesitation enter the tunnel of happiness (VIII: LXXIII).

The shadow is decreased when the lantern’s flame is in your heart, a piece of candle on the hand
splashes the hermit’s fire, glows- cracks the mirrors of soul (VIII: LXXIV).

There is no caught by daylight to find the essence of murder, the light stabs
in the room-folding, visits, not realize be blanketed by accusation (VIII: LXXV).

By your high humanity, deafens the ear, the unusual spirit scratches the words
from the watching of era sharpens the meaning(VIII: LXXVI).

So many earthenware flasks with a neck and spout of ink are used up for new description,
inspired by crowded and noisy army movement of the past time’s history (VIII: LXXVII).

The clearness of lake’s water doesn’t wash away the fallen dry leafs,
as long as creates the circle of surge aims to the edge of concern (VIII: LXXVIII).

The stone is thrown drawn into inside of it; the doubting is growth (VIII: LXXIX).

The aware of fingers reaches the picking up of the stars; the moon is storied about
the night’s thirsty, flows the power of yearning (VIII: LXXX).

The calf of leg of the time is blown by the air, the secret is opened oppresses the bosom, if can’t spill out the lava crack the rock, the sea is boil the island is sink,
the bird teal loosing its power, the butterflies are tired on the pressure of height’s air (VIII: LXXXI)

; in the loneliness is opened by it self, the thread of heart is out of your counting,
over here is still saved the across track it took (VIII: LXXXII).

The understanding indistinctly satiates the stomach of inner heart,
fills the comfort soul, the granted of hoping (VIII: LXXXIII).

If the glass of messenger over flows, floods into cup of the followers,
but is still infiltrated by flattery, except for the one who be sincere to struggled (VIII: LXXXIV).

Pinch the skin of lave born the wishes,
without making an exception for the holy worship’s words, the holy names (VIII: LXXXV).

A passion of cumulus delivers sturdy of the attending that get bigger,
the broken stalks will fill the hidden one in the eyes (VIII: LXXXVI).

It presents the flower’s tassel as a gift to the beach of sailing,
the island had ever drawn, this is the witness of any possibility (VIII: LXXXVII).

The smoke of incense goes upward rides on the heart with pigeon as its wings,
seriousness is scattered and swallowed by the ocean of musing, allows the worship
passes over the mist of end twilight’s wavelength (VIII: LXXXVIII).

Be washed away by wavelength be dragged onto the sand of stranger’s seashore
the swallowed by the time born the wheezed of chaotic (VIII: LXXXIX).

A gulping of water strengthens the steps aims to the height of pale wind,
the fragrant of flower khantil gives the news, remains the fragrant its drying
is locked in the valley’s waiting attends the light (VIII: XC).

Does the sky open by it self? The seeds of fear are lied down
on the restoration bucket had forgotten by the season, the stretching body alike want to scream;
where is the sun? And you are dancing in the dry bund (VIII: XCI).

Washes away the corn’s seeds onto the surface of ocean,
drunk by the wheezed of words, appears- drawn- floated are flopped
onto the new island, while the old memory is reign (VIII: XCII).

Plants it in the field of your heart, and when the blooming maize bears the corn,
enjoy it together with campfire as food for the stomach of emptiness (VIII: XCIII).

Your cursed is molten and finished when the bodies of incarnation are sacred,
get the nervous night is gone, when the lotus’s breaths are blossoming (VIII: XCIV)

; the simple poet recites tembangs of heart’s restrains
similar like the piled up stones become stupa to the front of full moon’s face (VIII: XCV).

Reflects the colors of dawn, and twilight turned become for your whole staring
to the temples Prambanan perpetuates the story of romance (VIII: XCVI).

The corpse floats, the furs grows the wings stretches,
strong passion is absorbed by the color embraced by the time to manifest (VIII: XCVII).

How hurt folds the wings of white cloud pulls out the soul’s fur,
be fought on poured out winds covers the ocean- land,
the eyes chops up with no matter who it might be (VIII: XCVIII).

Let it be peeled, your corpse is ripped,
its satiated incarnates become solid part without ever separated, the flesh- blood, the brain- mind,
your passion- her breath are united in copulation inside of rule over soul (VIII: XCIX).

The journey teaches to dive the surge swallowed by the wave only for the storm,
as the grand master of yearning (VIII: C).

The awakens of its soul is the buried revenge without any sign,
be naked on the hill of sun, rubs the back with nail
as fast as the star slides down to the one who can take it on their lap (VIII: CI).

The heat of body and its cool is synchrony follows the time as the indication of your eternality,
pulls the magnet of firmament, be poured out possess into the enchantment of universe (VIII: CII)

; the brain’s vibrating rules over, infiltrates thoroughly the whole supple bone’s joints,
the adhered conviction leads the soul cling to, most known to be slipped
goes home to the nest of death (VIII: CIII).

When visit the mysteriousness, dances your pen until the limit of exhausted,
not uselessly shy, swallow the fruit maja for the way to get a kingdom (VIII: CIV).

As the drama of hate,
flops and embed as deep as your doubt haunts (VIII: CV).

The missing specter is repeatedly over, the love have believed to come
while the uncertain one will incarnate become everlasting for later (VIII: CVI).

Before enough to wander, the eyes of souls are faded and
all are shocked, have great difficulty by the much more insist passion (VIII: CVII).

At least the baby’s crying sets the arm to be free, hand and fingers,
reaches the yet unseen, and then treads on the essence of feeling (VIII: CVIII).

Why you make sufficient? What is the difficulty by the limited referent? (VIII: CIX).

How beauty is the shadow dancing reaches the thought on the hall,
the sensitivity of aware, as sharp as the sign of to be done of the dreams of real (VIII: CX).

When the feet step on the dynamics ankles jingle rings, much more to jump up and down
stories about the performer wedged, aim to the pliant soul fully with well manner of behavior (VIII: CXI).

The tired strait’s wind flops the bodies of ship,
the screen is torn, the ship’s masts are broken, the hanging ropes are broken,
kicks and at once of time shrieking the injured firmament (VIII: CXII).

The face of full moon goes to the one whose not passed yet,
it realized enough of its self in front of you (VIII: CXIII).

The night is drizzling for a moment; glorify the dew’s grains of sense’s light
when its shining is saved the dawn’s throb of forever exiting (VIII: CXIV).

They are in throngs to take their dress off, be submerged in the lake of love
which its stone is saved the enchant power of sunlight (VIII: CXV).

The stars are crocheting in a third of night; the moon is settled on the mind,
the swayed beauty leafs, on the air whispering of past times thinking (VIII: CXVI).

The body of heart is cleansed; its inner is leaded by the refinement of well manner,
motivated by the softness to self-nearing, sleepy without spite (VIII: CXVII).

The growth branch is forgotten, the eras slackens be combined on the formulation,
reads without dumps off of the night’s burden that shivering on fever (VIII: CXVIII).

It was at the gate, when the flying horse turned around to fly aim to your sweetheart,
entering your residence with wet on all around the body, her intimation is in the narrow room and crowded around by sick,
alike the bright glass tile and be silent without got free billowing, because of all
had scaled on oppressiveness- air, temperature- passion, regret- disappointed (VIII: CXIX).

It believes on the blue-sky misses for really,
therefore comes out from the cave of exile (VIII: CXX).

The thousands surge are cracked on the cliff, the heart of seashore sands are eroded
remain the sorrow with the shy as burden, gives the back eyes of history (VIII: CXXI).

The body has power to visit the roaming souls, but why
is nervous to spell the granted days involved by the desire of priest? (VIII: CXXII).

The power is as if uprooted from the embracing of whole world, it is the grass
in the hole of yearning, the sun, the night, the twilight also the rain passes over the slots of land,
the roots of time make its breaths from the season before (VIII: CXXIII).


Glossary
1. Pakem= took from Javanese which means standing order of predecessors or ancestors that usually as the source book for the Javanese shadow play stories.
2. Maja= aegle marmelos, in the history of Majapahit, when would build the kingdom the people eat this as food, that why they called the kingdom as Majapahit which mean bitter maja.



TRIBUTARY OF PHILOSOPHY, IX: I - CI
Nurel Javissyarqi

Once set up of fire will splash the forever flame,
be furious to flare up the straw’s courage, be exploded gives the nervous (IX: I).

The point of aware glows the light, unusually movement become flexible,
its fiber penetrated by you, be silent without jumping, the roaring isn’t spreader out any more (IX: II).

The sadness bitters of in waving ocean, it rides the ship
to visit you; retraces the calendar of age (IX: III).

The small lantern had enough won’t burn the whole,
while the spirit is usefully, the breadth of hand’s body is no more than glass (IX: IV).

Studies on the baby’s crying in the middle of night, commemorates the grade of heart
in order that won’t be left to feel, the newest- throb- pound- dawn (IX: V).

It had enough for the past century leaves,
now the crown prince is handing the stir up of the history (IX: VI).

The ark of cruiser’s instinct wades the ocean’s plot of world,
the spirit of explanation is not partitioned by the space- time, as far as the willing of the world goes up to the sky
heard the thunderous of nature composing together with the consciousness of creating (IX: VII).

Don’t be hatched before the time is come, eggs do not bear the live one,
just the daydreaming is intently flies, until to the limits of memory (IX: VIII).

Its flapping are damage against the cross way of air blown direction, the energy of collapse in the circle of difficulty,
trick the softness of air by it, will be tired to float returns the power, therefore
you have the wings of magnet, pulls the energy from the unknown distant (IX: IX).

Not the wholes of secret are recovered,
sometimes overloaded in the level of abstract, without title in the stuffy room (IX: X).

Spreads around the seeds to fasten the speed of light breaks trough the dimension space,
alike the larva be in the cocoon perfects the wing’s feather of butterfly (IX: XI).

Its wing’s closed decorates the flower’s garden by the result of well manner (IX: XII).

The dawn creates the temple Prambanan, where the bats were aim to the nest of Magoa,
and the children receive the morning space passes over the sun’s way (IX: XIII).

The coolness of curving tops leafs, drops the clearness of dew
by the alliance of mist, be flexible reflects the grass’s light of gate's keeper (IX: XIV).

The one who gets the benefit is alike reflection’s light of pearl, the others are shy stupefied
is came from the snoring sleep, you crawls alike the ant aim to the bit of well (IX: XV).

The colors of leafs are bathed on the light, and the mist are opened,
the girls with the earthenware are taking home the water from the Sendang Duwur, the sound of water splashing
attend the freshmen of men, which is token their swear words to become the kings on earth (IX: XVI).

At least you understand the poet’s swishing together with your breath,
you are too far follows his step of yielding, the movements of intention creates another fate,
similar like the useful of wandering had influenced by the nearness of taught soul (IX: XVII).

The impossibility is lifted up by worship more than the speed of air
slides to the sky’s level by rides on the sincerity (IX: XVIII).

They are clumsy to visit the shape; it is not the statue or the creator of it,
the freshmen reads the holy sentence of God, the seriousness of ocean’s water incarnate become the salt’s grains
for the antidote of humanity’s stomach, pain- mortified to be colonized by un justice (IX: XIX).

This beyond the level mist of myth, who were scraped by tired swallows the street of night,
it is really conviction sucks honey at the mysterious world of nobleness of atmosphere (IX: XX).

It receives the pain and also deeply enjoyable as long as doesn’t lessen the devoutness, the seriousness of your life to serve with supplied on the worship of sincerity (IX: XXI).

The dropping of knowledge purifies the eyes of inner heart, a thousand of freshmen
at the time’s wrapper arises the thinking, the morning’s map of wanderer to submit the flower,
the sentence of wisdom is philosophy, that is the eternal water source of useful poet (IX: XXII).

The curving of flattery sways away, fragrances the altar of your inner heart, passes over
the movement of light, be reflected by the dew as mirror of vocabulary (IX: XXIII).

Goes from anything aims to the creator of everything, at least knows the benefit of met,
the inner grandeur adds the vision from the rolling of science of the century’s procession (IX: XXIV).

Really be happy for the river stone’s chiseler, the teak’s engraver, also
the lever of relief on the cave’s wall, the lover’s poem as soft as the spirit of keeper (IX: XXV).

The torch is lighted up, the opener gong is stroked, the sign for starting the party,
the birds are grouped, the cane of era pounds on the floor of hall (IX: XXVI).

No jealous when the face of stranger accosts friendly, be cheerfully
receives like whatever it is the condition, starts to be raised up since from the beginning (IX: XXVII).

Are there any spirit renewed? Did the spirit created at the same times?
Did not the beginning of the spirit were pure, and it will always be holy forever?
And then can the human do more than their destiny? (IX: XXVIII).

Resembling like poured out by the water of kendi that is splatter by the fingers of the messengers,
doesn’t the human quickly feel satiated and also inclination to feel so quickly thirsty at the same time?
only the loyal ones are gave everything from the firmness (IX: XXIX).

Deliberately throws the dice to find the equal of time creates your counting,
although won’t get anything unless the continuously rhyme, its ballad is same melodious with self understanding,
it had enough creates the question, without must visit you (IX: XXX).

Keeps walking to meet the own happiness,
because they don’t want you to entertain them anymore (IX: XXXI).

You are purposed by the balanced ocean, which its curvature embraces the earth,
recites the joke- rushing sound of the in chasing ‘s surge, sometimes small and sometimes bigger,
in the same manner as the passion of alive in the life (IX: XXXII).

Feels its silent inside of you caused of the personality doesn’t stabilized,
therefore it is impossible to break the stone’s scratching on the fontanel of time’s history (IX: XXXIII).

Gives the axe to dig up the brain that is as hard as the stones (IX: XXXIV).

The sandy gravel, is mixed by the glue at the steel, is created the concrete
shades when the rain is falling down and the swelter of the noon become inflamed, taking the result of maze
for the love’s exchange in the market, at the slope of civilization (IX: XXXV).

Don’t be a magician, because the people are be happy for a while,
be entertained by the emptiness or sick without any reason. Be seller of tonic
whom makes the tongue tasted bitter, but the body gets health (IX: XXXVI).

Receives the drizzle falling with fully mean of your heart, and be resolute to be poured by the heavy ones
when getting the poet’s advice, while listening to the plucking of chord
which its rang is fell on the lake, your starring will be lulled by (IX: XXXVII).

What is the value for the built of the traffic flies over equal?
The iron steel doesn’t be rustiness, by the concrete of announcement (IX: XXXVIII).

Don’t admire the change when stepping on the stairs of hope,
when it doesn’t exist, does it go along with? Sometimes I ask the question in the silent;
which one are the long of time between firm’s traffic bridge at the cage of sky,
with the words are developed, when meet the sweetheart (IX: XXXIX).

The nightmare induces to run, and lost the power to wake up, how pretty is
learns the switching off of the flame on the frozen candle’s body, melts the darkness (IX: XL).

Switched on by the matches, the hand’s sign symbolizes the way home, are the one who
watches the shadow is trembled, and the culminated anxious scatters betrayal ghost
for the one whom not be patient to uncover, the world’s understanding is just twilight’s curvature as limits (IX: XLI).

To the darkness of night the screaming is coming, oils your body
with fragrance devoutness, burns the yellow sandalwood in the room of meditation (IX: XLII).

Don’t forget to erect the backbone opens the windows
in order to the air lets you listen to the melodious poem (IX: XLIII).

The land of valley, green grass field stretches your soul,
together with you its face is shiny alike the ocean of light that follows the time (IX: XLIV).

The expelled one with suffers constantly won’t let go the nobleness,
therefore the law of justice always follows him (IX: XLV).

When the ruler is burning the main theory, the loyal pupils are humming
on the moved crowd of cloud, the color of its idea rules over the world of mind (IX: XLVI).

The reaching of respect is conquered by the lively sentences,
don’t look for the income with your opinion, because the end of it will be so arrogant
and in fetters too, be slipped to the ravine on climbing rushed times (IX: XLVII).

Its light is blessed; the law of light flies the wings of cloud,
the reincarnation of knowledge’s wisdom in every consciousness of the rain (IX: XLVIII).

It being in your heart gets the mystical at the separated border,
but why are you not be able yet or be doubted to receive on your lap? (IX: XLIX).

The spider of net’s owner cause the thousands insects fall head long,
catch the soft points of the compass breaks trough the flexible slots (IX: L).

Be straight the finger’s shadow of the intention’s witness, so the mistaken
makes easy every way that it took to go to estuary of noble (IX: LI).

The steeply slope of sharp pen are passed over safes the body,
hanging around at the branch spirals to the ravine of time’s summit (IX: LII).

Go along with to walk onto whimper’s steep stones, doesn’t the wisdom of
water source is never end, be always pours forth to the down of hill (IX: LIII).

Unfortunately, the old compounding is not uncover yet but you said; it is worn out,
that is throwing your self closes the breath’s doors of forever God’s mercy (IX: LIV).

The sincere soul receives not- less the rules are fulfilled,
the promise as strong as the practicing asceticism, in every steps be blessed by the fever on loyalty (IX: LV).

Intend to, really suffers looses without beginning and ending
because the era in your heart is hoped to passes over the tunnel of destination (IX: LVI).

It whispers its virginity to the ear that without ever in full moon (IX: LVII).

Be in devout in order to be hoped to go there, the dancing of loneliness aims to
the rhythm of first soul, doesn’t want to be got alliance even though the silent haunts (IX: LVIII).

The nervous of its top’s passion is relieve, let its self to be assumed as a whore,
you still need to add the revenge of its age, the finger- hand reaches its body,
but it always be sacred in the flare of ruthless seethed, doesn’t know what its heart is made from? (IX: LIX).

It is not easy to give the crown of superiority, its pure
doesn’t only belong the before and also it doesn’t belong the walker behind the shadow,
from the distant of shriek of the top impressed, the tail smells its teenage (IX: LX).

It is the navel point of fragrant, where you understand on each its feet swaying,
on account of passionate, every place smells the aroma of its teenage (IX: LXI).

Don’t know how it dig the well and bails its water,
it is nothing other than you won’t feel over tired for later (IX: LXII).

When you visit, she gives the smile you craved,
she is the chili planter and also pick it up for you (IX: LXIII).

She is happy to see you taste the hot of it,
on the season’s restraint not be able to faced which is far away without the soul (IX: LXIV).

Your breath’s taking behaved on the asceticism practicing of ancient’s jungle, it compounds the formula
for the returning the virginity, why are you not shy to attach her crown? (IX: LXV).

The cruelness of love and lave until she keep in the virginity still,
likes the pain from the restraint’s season on the temptation (IX: LXVI).

The overripe of apples said; alas sweetheart, eat this hand’s making,
candy is the ending, after drink the tonic’s compounding (IX: LXVII).

Be hurry to go home carries the wrapped thing and open its prize, it hopes
you sonly find out, and it believes, you have the scale at home (IX: LXVIII).

She worries if too much respect, you do not open that souvenir,
only putted it on the highest place in the private room (IX: LXIX).

Lets hope the fruit is not be putrid or the flower become wilted,
before the twilight become nearest at your eyes by the busyness of sprucing up in the mirror (IX: LXX).

Makes become worn out when swallow reluctantly the deadline,
therefore kiss on her forehead more than once in order that you become calm down for returns the memory,
since she was in pregnancy, and born to be loved and to love her (IX: LXXI).

The green carpet’s surface is grasses of her soul,
the expectation of full moon expands the light (IX: LXXII).

The holy hand’s fingers of spirit are taking the softness,
enjoys the warm of blessed love and lave (IX: LXXIII).

The yearning is said follows the holy sentence renews the luster in the heart,
the self-motivation is become the organization not the alliance of the storm (IX: LXXIV).

If in the stillness, her feeling aims to the depth of meaning,
the essence doesn’t flared up but the gathering spirit of lights (IX: LXXV).

Relieves your breaths wheezed at the twilight without name, the night of happening
that hatches the holy sentence of gray dawn, saves the whole dreams in the spirit (IX: LXXVI).

When the stingingly noon is strangled by jealous, she guesses the logical reasoning- your heart,
truly there is no willing to break the traffic bridge at the cluster of time,
the swamps of beautifulness, sustain the worms and the lotus (IX: LXXVII).

Alas the one who twists be heated by the sun’s light,
fulfills your body with thousands sense, be wrestled in the intimation (IX: LXXVIII).

The one who always in the heart touches your instinct,
the hunger and thirsty are forgot by the seriousness of intention (IX: LXXIX).

If in longing, reads the universe of lake that created in the soul, the air slowly
harrows the wave of your behavior, arrests the well manner angler (IX: LXXX).

At your depth it stretch up and down of the fish that had allowed going along with the everlasting stillness,
the jewels are in the bottom and also on the surface, as if the luster of gold red dawn
at the seashore of ocean on great east (IX: LXXXI).

Retraces the stone’s road is met your confusion of thought, it walk softly
without track of footprint, only the insect’s singing accompanies (IX: LXXXII).

It meets the coarse grasses is conquered by the landward breeze onto the wetland,
the drizzle falls at the tropic’s grasses, is inundated by the mist of prayer (IX: LXXXIII).

Heard the rumble of wanderer’s stomach, and his face is so tired,
the lips are shiny smiled by knows by heart the knowledge without lie,
and adequate the satiated, and then the difficulty is lost (IX: LXXXIV).

It mesmerized although that is about the small problem, everything are cross in the mind
even though the mystical, never proud to beyond the God’s will of human (IX: LXXXV).

This is the self-question that doesn’t need the answer,
only observes carefully your comparing, more enough than the introducing (IX: LXXXVI).

His comforted heart, the weapon that always carried where ever he goes,
the eyes of dew reads the flat of dawn’s leafs, that blown by around wind,
a fistful of anger hummer by the hunter’s breath, you are uproar by his age (IX: LXXXVII).

Not alone at his place, the willing are hoped to meet him
rises up the desire of the vast forest of soul, become the famous occupant (IX: LXXXVIII).

He comes out for a while stares at him self in front of the stranger and at once time
the tributary said; could the journey become the destination? (IX: LXXXIX).

Misses the estuary, hopes to meet the miracle,
caused of when twist up and down for surely will be tired in existed (IX: XC).

He really well known on the stones with jade road, the river’s flowing
slips the stem, the stalks are sailed, the rose apple fruit are suffered constantly,
rise- sink retraces the heavy current of mussing (IX: XCI).

In the center of towns is heard the deliriously heartbeat
on whispering of love and lave trembles the human kind (IX: XCII).

He writes the everlasting tale, understands you like seashore sand that become whiter,
bluely and sadness is the surge of your heart, when the twilight is stabbed by yearning (IX: XCIII).

A dripping of air’s ballad in the world of heart had smile as shawl,
the dream’s curtain met the accosting, stretches the wings with the pen as the end of it (IX: XCIV).

Sucks the opium’s tapping stirs up the droopy eyes to stab through
alike the sharpness of night’s knife draws the passion of volcano,
its looking spies on the lovers at the park of flower (IX: XCV).

The butterflies grovel on a clod of stone that as big as the elephant,
the tinkling of water source matures the self to stay forever (IX: XCVI).

Reads the torn piece of paper and then connected the soul into his bosom,
and the touching of fingers cure the heart that feel awkward by it self (IX: XCVII).

The grains of dew wait for the awaked of sun by the dawn of angels,
the flapping of their white wings is sent the news of morning perpetuates the century (IX: XCVIII).

Beats the dry rice field of the story teller, the small and cute house on the valleys,
alas the beauty girl retraces the bund and face meeting each other in the passing become so nice to look,
last night the impulse of love and lave lulled the sleepy of the sunless (IX: XCIX).

The splendor woman picks up the intention to fly with the era as wings,
when burdened on the darkness, doesn’t be insulted for the very satiated one (IX: C).

Resembling like the story of dragon with the phoenix at the edge lake of color,
both of them made the lotus as pupil that had meditated in the overflowing of loving (IX: CI).



A FLOWER OF REVOLUTION, X: I - XCI
Nurel Javissyarqi

Before this writing is deeper, be willing to accost you at first;
is the dream slowly getting lost, by the sunbeam teaches the soul,
don’t know still there, the soft nights are guarded by the rhythm of essence’s feeling (X: I).

The one who comes late shouldn’t justify the early before him
with the blind certainty, remembers on the flowers is falling off before get blossom,
unconditionally logical reasoning comes out too early, the stalks waits for the leafy of its wings (X: II).

The wind that not big enough makes a fool of cloud expels the mist of mountain
a glaring of dawn crushes to bits the shallow tembang, doubting collected as a handful
more than the leafy of trees at inline hill, when the rain get more heavy
shower the tamarind fruits, falls off and flopped to the across place (X: III).

How can the hesitations in the jungle, while it break trough the coarse grass?
The stiffly branch will be broken, the one who keeps move front will find the unmeasured meaning
for the loyal one won’t be disappointed, be fulfilled on what he needs (X: IV).

Be in any direction is swayed by the air splits the ocean sinks the nervous,
It rides on the ship of conviction lightly move forth, aims to the summits of time (X: V).

If the wings are piled weights on the flapping, pull its feathers out,
perhaps your ragged, be able to pound on the abstract’s ability (X: VI).

Had this friction started yet, feels like the snow become more attractive of its heat
when the flesh of fingers be fist fully very tight in the hand of conviction (X: VII).

Remembers the fish Bethik has delicious meat
caused of its life against the current all over the time (X: VIII).

That is the feeling of likes the rebelled children,
the law doesn’t always same for the wanderer (X: IX).

He said; the shape of my ink is the death blood, and every striping of word
my age is lessen, similar like the uprooted of soul in the sacred war field (X: X).

Is there any uselessness even though in the room is not fulfilled yet?
He said; this is the beauty, the height of art for you (X: XI).

The warrior’s consciousness follows the cloud- cumulus of guerilla,
the river flowing retraces the curving of its whole body to find the meaning,
jumps out up and down met the root of tree from the pole’s inner heart of power (X: XII).

The managed one is different, met the wisdom from the coquettishness of working
get eyes to eyes pleasures the prejudice, on the guessing of eternal science (X: XIII).

The magnum opus of poem won’t finish at the lines of its forehead
by its young age, when wear the head tier of poet (X: XIV).

The spirit similar like the shadow is wafting weights the aware,
even goes far away won’t be able to forget the whole thing,
resembling like the sign to meet to be done of its command (X: XV).

This are the heart’s singing climbs up to the thousand hills
it won’t finish even though millions foot are crawling on the back of night (X: XVI).

When sprucing up on the lake, its face is as pretty as the angel with the wings of swan,
its flapping caresses the morning, the blue polishing at the neck of long cloud (X: XVII).

You bother its ego by gives trembled option
at clean and clear mirror reflects the light of in beating heart (X: XVIII).

The cloud is not as friend of the wanderer anymore when stepping on the stairs of sky
aims to the limit of power for your attending onto the stage of creating (X: XIX).

It plays the melody of silent, the harp echoes to the billing of the blue ocean,
attacks and destroys the rock with hole, want to rules over the stillness of night (X: XX).

The one who sits down at the night’s musings comes to it, it does
float the mist of love and lave, your treading is as wise as the breath of alphabet’s impulse
aims to the star in the space of time, makes the deserter of lied down drizzle (X:XXI).

Your flight is the wine’s steam moves stealthily from the hiding place,
those drunk stretches the incalculable street guards the ocean
also your fishes are the intact kindness in front of the time (X: XXII).

Remember dear, the beauty century are stabbing,
in the all age is so many times fell down is the freshmen of imprisoned self (X: XXIII).

The tonic’s compounding with specter on the yearning of history, as far as the dancing of your sash
embraces the east- west flies the steam with the wings of raised slightly night (X: XXIV)

; the sheets of paper ashes inundate the black ocean, the flower of sand is fell down
and the rock perpetuates the hurricane, you vomit the lava of tear at there (X: XXV).

Never take your love to the others; it creates the spider’s net,
which visited by the air delivers the self to be snared in the strings of its road (X: XXVI).

It is uselessly to fall headlong before equal with the words, are there grasses stretching
which so beautiful to look? Because jealous, is seen doesn’t real anymore (X: XXVII).

It invites the night’s guard to collect the air of morning, when your soul
without shadow join with the storm, be hated before found the deepest (X: XXVIII).

Kiss the flower of legend on the nervous of your love; disentangle the flaring up of doubt
trough takes the consciousness street of sacred war, only for the attending of time (X: XXIX).

Visit the little fellow, learns the values of life,
the insanity of making work, also the fate had been chasing by the closed of age (X: XXX).

It promises for science supports your hoping to bet,
resembling like the cock in the arena is its destiny (X: XXXI).

The knight’s blood circulation caress with no shy helps you to struggle
your conviction, together with it come and breathes the aroma of freedom (X: XXXII).

The nights are not support anymore; the pain does not create the power,
Therefore chisels the time’s nugget muses about the old lake,
it comes back from the rotation watches the seriousness (X: XXXIII).

You can’t be calm down without the cage of sky, it is the embracing of snowy wind,
the east- west has the lantern, had locked in the light’s musing of wanderer (X: XXXIV).

Search the equal of light, when is swallowed by the mist of valley,
be faded together with you but the shadow still sticky (X: XXXV).

The passion is collected in the deepest soul to give the distant on relieve,
it is the flame of firing in the nights of renewal (X: XXXVI).

It is thirsty in every remains the bitter of twilight, the sorrowful is took to run,
a glass of drinking from the rose’s pressing had picked up at the street of wanderer (X: XXXVII).

In here the true passion is seethed, sinks the soul in the muddy of universe,
the boat’s founder had decided by God, the legacies from rebel challenges (X: XXXVIII).

Shriek since from the ungues distant, the romantic love creates the flare,
the world of boys is screamed dazzles the woods which have the knight’s charcoal (X: XXXIX).

Yet perfect the smiling, while the others had satiated on tired,
not enough in sometimes be kind to your mien wisely, it answered (X: XL).

Properly won’t be blamed to pour the black wine of stupidity,
paints the tinkling glass of smiling onto the corners of midnight’s party
and the angel’s swaying arrests the eyes passionate the soul (X: XLI).

It will be sonly told, it is screaming when the earth is not passionate anymore
similar like the firmness of monument be in loyal erectly to the changing of seasons
releases the spirit of the most secret vocabulary (X: XLII).

Most of them said are just as the pacifying for the egoism of sick,
while his sweetheart ever blame on him (X: XLIII).

The thunderous of surge’s sound is thundering in the heart of continuously yearning,
the remained of soul are submitted to the time of immortality (X: XLIV).

The freezing room’s walls are dark growth by the stuffy mushroom,
there is no move (quickly) across of the shadow, all of them unite the feeling (X: XLV).

When the breath of crying is gagged by the gasps, the heart is beat
the secret is nursed by the flame of density, this is the accusation in the royal bed (X: XLVI).

The mist of mysteriousness embroiders the height thicken the ears
and the sensitivity become dead ended by, the stones of uncertain time (X: XLVII).

The angels moving that as fast as the sword swinging rumble the soul
together with the body is powerless by the running out on seducing (X: XLVIII).

The one who visits with the burden will get the body is weighting
on the ruins of misty is collected in the meeting (X: XLIX).

At the time has no time, the thunderous of surge pounds on the cape of your seashore,
the throat be hoarse, the life doesn’t enough with just makes long the imagination (X: L).

By the happiness, the danger forgets to paralyze the waiter,
the signs is keep questioned in the isolated loneliness (X: LI).

Force the remembrance to the flower of flying butterflies accompanied by the air
erases the weary feeling since from the room without hole (X: LII).

Picking up the quiet’s sheaths of the deepest roots,
there is no other life except the breath is adequate only for him (X: LIII).

The self is without thirsty and hungry; the whines of buzzing in the ear are wrapped by the skin (X: LIV).

Become more tousled of the hollow eyes, the sound become hoarse by the flapping (X: LV).

Try to the dark can be read, but what is your power you vomit
when the devout flute’s rhythm shows the soul’s flaring up to hear (X: LVI)

; observes carefully to the understanding receives the policy, and
the bat breaks trough more than the darkness of night (X: LVII).

Don’t swallow it before the ant comes out from the fruit, there is distinctly differences on his self;
he does fasting for the sacrifice, while you are not enjoy to chew (X: LVIII).

The rejection is constipated of heart feeling, a cup of poison by the princess
for her sweetheart, those murdering glorifies the forever love (X: LIX).

The all king hunts the noble grade; the steps retrace the foot’s looking,
on the tired shoulder the eyes become weighted, at the turn finds the wisdom (X: LX).

Boxing match is scattered- make tapping sound, the sweat gushes the others evaporate,
finish the history without the tombstone, goes away together with your poison movement (X: LXI).

The pebbles are threw away cracked, for the witness of final torture of relieve,
the realized one be patient, will know passes by the stone’s road is the way to get home (X: LXII).

Actively movement of black ink softly infiltrates into far away nerves,
will be immediately meet the sunless of past time that near to you (X: LXIII).

An impulse of poison is really drunk, the body stretches out in the incessantly circle,
carried by her arm to the top of mist, at out side heard the water tinkling of very large dish water,
wild whispering become so wild touches around, finds the slots to come out (X: LXIV).

The one who decides the stillness is the soul in the settlement,
bites a slice of branch in the tone of syahadat veins (X: LXV).

Pulled by her the rhyme of nervous to the old scratching, when see each other
remember the wound caused of had ever fall long time ago (X: LXVI).

To the billing of emptiness, the soul is rotate to get free,
the breaths assaults aim to the hard hunting (X: LXVII).

In every of forgetfulness there is culminated anger,
pounds on the wall to drops the wall of sky (X: LXVIII).

The cumulus is flying over aims to the rotation of arrived until
its fastness aim to the point of aware, as the sound will be forever (X: LXIX).

The death left the pain, the fragrant of blossoming flower blooms in the air,
first body to the others body, the stars are glaring decorates the sky (X: LXX).

The life receives the swearword in the middle of nearness, the love hand of beach air
comes to the grains of sand waves onto the rock to bury the story (X: LXXI).

It is the time to write the beautifulness, it puts the yearning in the top of pen,
poured out the black ink since from the whole wishes that felt (X: LXXII).

The testimony of flower’s bodies on the stones of temple’s wall,
is loyal to sends the greeting seduces onto the reincarnation of value serves (X: LXXIII).

The odor sentence scatters the holy words, on confusion of soul that is whiter,
composes the breaths of sky recites the prosperity (X: LXXIV).

Equal with be hugged warmly by the legend’s embracing is visited by the spirit,
don’t you feel, that the point of its pulsed fulfills the goblet of your mysteriousness,
expends the wind of yearning which is overflowed by the whole mist (X: LXXV).

Obviously the thread had good intention be loyal to even though hesitates to find the summit,
while the one who in passing is nervous, on the gravity of creating that follows the time (X: LXXVI).

This is the lightning of heart strikes the shelter of inner heart, the seethed of wavelength
slaps the cave’s doors at the space walls of noble soul (X: LXXVII).

Muse about the roaring sound joking of times togetherness, sits down beside it
and swings your feet then let the arm with shawl touches the body (7X: LXXVIII).

The worship- praise is running grandeur, its grace reminds to the noble devotion,
as proper as the temple’s stone is decorated by relief, fulfills each other of the space- time (X: LXXIX).

Come with carries centuries yearning to the every times are met,
are you still imprisoned even tough by the rhyme of life? (X: LXXX).

Remembers on past times had so many way like rain, throb of drizzle falling
is heard the crying be poured out, from lightning striking attends the story (X: LXXXI).

The chiseler prisons the souls; the jail feels really good really for a while,
its occupant are not useless, you wait its liquid body
when the sun is shy to peep at the world (X: LXXXIII).

Understand about the lively stones, the mountains are missing to meet the mist,
when the coarse grasses are showered by the singing of simplicity of the rain (X: LXXXIII).

The chance for wanderer to visit the wet disentangles the joy’s water dropping,
the waiting visits into each room creates the silent (X: LXXXIV).

If flowing is heavy wafting is lightly, the drizzle is sobbed through the top
hair of your casuarinas, while the grasses are nursed by the dew of your morning (X: LXXXV).

The broken one because of the dry air blowing stretches so weakly,
walks to breathe the rice plant’s smell matures the passion (X: LXXXVI).

The drizzle’s caress mesmerizes the prepared smile of your heart,
raises seedling the shape of color be loyal onto the nature of change (X: LXXXVII).

It made this enough and tomorrow will be continued again by doesn’t always
the beauties is explained also you want to know all (X: LXXXVIII).

Makes the flaring of the love and lave,
licks at the torch of immortality in the empire of eternality (X: LXXXIX).

When the cloud has wished to determine the meeting, the space of time
become reality, while the blanketed desire will be understood by the aware (X: XC).

The free souls are dancing in the height’s wrapping of the blue of light
as mature as the night that is represented by climbing up smoke of incense fragrances the flying prayers,
the flapping of its soft wing takes the devotion to struggle the everlasting peace (X: XCI).



APPEARANCE LAST NIGHT’S PRAYER, XI: I - CVI
Nurel Javissyarqi

From you the passion blows up skin and content, the life’s spirit of east and west jumps up and down
to the bosom of cloud embraces the wave, when the color doesn’t question about the light anymore (XI: I).

To you is ended the thirsty souls, the strength of odor’s copulation
assaults tightly onto the altar of worship, the flapping of butterflies in sex flutter tiredly (XI: II).

Is this breadth of hand of prayer service? The funniest visiting place?
Or sacrifice that really terrifies? (XI: III).

Behind the cloud of twilight, the imprisoned souls said: strikes the branches
a piece of lightning be wild on alliance incarnates become the arm of river flows the hope (XI: IV).

At first count the beginning of river and then the fate leads to the ocean of your musing (XI: V).

Each steps of the sun mature the teak’s age, the river’s stone
is nursed by the love’s impulse, releases the moss with fast caress of heavy current (XI: VI).

Be lonely in the air, its wings are calm down doesn’t realize on the mist’s tyranny (X: VII).

Comes the caressing of sincerity, the rice’s plant bows, the lightly stems are passed over,
until the waited time is come, as comfort as the babies in the mother’s arm (XI: VIII).

It continues even though far away anxious remember it,
the hermit’s speeds in contemplation in the cemetery of wounds (XI: IX).

The softness of air onto the stalk of coconut’s trees represents the voice of era,
the seasons drag the star’s seethed gives the kissing (XI: X).

Believes to Garuda Ngawangga leads it from the past century,
teaches how to fly the wings of hoping (XI: XI)

; the light’s intimation is without boring flaps swayed onto the beach,
memorizes on the color’s surge of morning- afternoon, the noon- night mature (XI: XII).

It promises without denies to drink the honey from wandering’s jungle,
on this time’s feeling embraces the warm of intimate (XI: XIII).

Lets out the power of inner heart to attend the similar mysteriousness,
comes again the wavelength to visit the most edge of sky (X: XIV).

Teaches a lot of thing, but you are instead hanging around in hesitation,
takes care of the world of invisibility counts the time which had exacted with the birth,
before the body is stretched out on the stage of universe (XI: XV).

Leads it to the park of heart, the visiting place be loyal to it self,
some day later in at once will create the circling surge by the stone’s throwing onto the lake,
they ignore it, whereas it had been onto their feet (XI: XVI).

Try your sleepy can come to the estuary to flowing moat of tired field,
because the sound of waiting is very melodious, for the fidgety one is arrested by loneliness
in the cage teaches twitter, the free air has the power to wait for you (XI: XVII).

The softness of pen retraces the chasm be lulled by own passion, kendang is stroke
incessantly for your element of your soul to create the sound in the ear of yearning blessed (XI: XVIII).

Walk with shaky body on bund; ponder on the hill of twilight, the owner of garden is lonely,
walk at the isolated distant to watch you are in trembling came out (XI: XIX).

Be hurry up to caress the mist tries to practiced the balance, on a piece of
wood on the river’s face, the matter of burden is swing lightly as the steam of time’s scaling (XI: XX).

The madness mentions without shy, only for the strength of embracing without end,
ignore about the top or the quantity of rotation snares to the poet (XI: XXI).

A gulp of cold water freshens the throat, forgets the hungry
appears prediction, delivers the food for the practice asceticism’s people (XI: XXII).

The passing crosses way reaches the light; the drizzle is caught by spider’s net, together with the air
breaks trough the window, returns the step at along of dying (XI: XXIII).

You look for your self with breaks the stone’s form,
disperses the dust of your lonely yard’s occupant (XI: XXIV).

The dark- light are embroidered each other aims to the room of silent,
creates the movement of cloud- cumulus aims to the cage of sky (XI: XXV).

The flute of air is blowing to breathe the night of worship- praise,
the dew’s crying is suddenly falling off in the wrestling of grasses (XI: XXVI).

Obviously always hopes without waits,
as if the pedestrians are lightly without burden (XI: XXVII).

Wait for the dawn weights on the scale, the flying birds are fell down
the tired of its flapping is early arrived at the limit of dream’s ability
similar like the wiping of paint brush is granted, paints the wish of love (XI: XXVIII).

The conviction is as pure as the baby’s crying when the loneliness gets free (XI: XXIX).

Every times being together with your late is always gets the ring on rainbow
look the overcast is in throng aims to the space of heart, the star dances on the land of birth
when the heavy rainfall comforts the nervous, even though is blanketed on the anxious (XI: XXX).

The sharp weather of night shows up the gateway monument of literary
since from the big power had arise the genuineness (XI: XXXI).

You nurse your self by washed on the showering of holy sentence,
a letter tells the desire, clearness melts the freezing (XI: XXXII).

At the old town is just a few man passed by, only a few pace are back and forth,
leads the lost conviction from the invention, only for the tread time of climbing (XI: XXXIII).

It nurses the children of night; the flame of oil lamp is not off to be loyal to the silent,
but the paled bats are showered by light of dibbled lamps, by
the ballad of ancients counts the age of stones (XI: XXXIV).

The rhythmical movement is replayed each other to taking care of the show,
this is discussion of the self, the frog unites the rhyme nurses the lake
equal with the surge’s consciousness chases the doors of cave (XI: XXXV).

Properly the prayer’s sending is pure crying, honestly the tear
forever accusation of lake, pays good attention to the singing of heart (XI: XXXVI).

The wind respects the unusual chirp when it is ignored
the shocked cloud is faded from the throne of daydreaming (XI: XXXVII).

The chance is sobbing to go up to the sky, look at it trough the windows,
by the shepherding leaded to go home aims to the loneliness of twilight (XI: XXXVIII).

Who nurses the cloud returns the left shape is guess,
from the corner of flower’s room, the fragrant sends the news devoutly sinks the feeling (XI: XXXIX).

Embroiders the past dreams of present awareness, releases the skin of feeling
Increasing on the nervous, when the seconds of time meets the real truth (XI: XL).

As white as the rice had ripe by yearning, a mouth full of hoping enjoys the meaning (XI: XLI).

The fates of last night’s prayer, at the noon is the overripe apple of everlasting worship and praise
opens the doors of cloud, and the feeling lies down slowly (XI: XLII).

The group’s trots of dawn’s jungle wind remain the softness, looks at
the rose at the east park, the color is changing, doesn’t know on decrease of a face of memory (XI: XLIII).

Really never stop the chasing, doesn’t step on the grasses
passes over the stars that jealous each other, understands on the sullen
in every visits the face of your queen (XI: XLIV).

The stars have no time, the prayer are fallen down, drawn in the ocean of fever (XI: XLV).

Pulled by the afternoon, the fruits are washed away by river’s flowing wades the riddle,
had piled the time of oarsman’s throat is burnt by the wine of yearning (XI: XLVI).

The noon teaches the nobleness of hesitation, do not token the chain of bay- pole
as if the willing doesn’t want to be granted, be shy to miss the body will be curious (XI: XLVII).

Let be free until knows the death without reads
the most secret in the wound of soul (XI: XVIII).

It doesn’t waste the time onto the regretting stone,
but keeps rolling, leaves the trace in every passing way perpetuates you (XI: XLIX)

; the prayer similar like the langgam, decreased- rolled by own dancing,
the climax is occurred, when the surge is in courage (XI: L).

Gulps the science in the bay of dumb inside of light’s nooks, don’t be blind at the eyes,
slivers your hand’s holding, also intercepts the splashing with the impulse of love and lave (XI: LI).

The romance accosted at that time is the greeting peace for you,
ride on the time’s wind copulates the space of subuh (XI: LII).

The one who moved in to the pity on the bright hill, is saved balanced night
onto the ocean of processes of making aware, the empty rooms are crowded around by sick of broken heart (XI: LIII).

The breath is immeasurable how much it is because who can guess in the depth of wisdom,
tastes the salty of salt’s grains, alike the morning star firmly grips the heart
resembling like the cosmetic for eyelids on the time’s curled up eyes of the finder (XI: LIV).

The fragrant of gap’ seed calls the light, the way that must token on the beach of resoluteness,
don’t ask before it is finished to be unloaded,
nurses your pliant fingers, before swings to dance (XI: LV).

The rhythm of your crying moves the soul, if accompanied by the old tone, pulls
back similar like the spirit is bubbled up, in order that the wings of science touches the eternality (XI: LVI).

Takes your clothe off when bathed in the lake of love,
your pretty lips are colorfully, a pulling smile of rose with prickly body,
resembling like looks for the woods, the supported live and die (XI: LVII).

The beginning of heart’s wandering was visiting the height,
who act as bridge to meet its billing? In harmony your donkey’s saddle is loosen the tight
usefully for whip, made from the winding tree’s skin of secret feeling (XI: LVIII).

A piece of letter is inserted in your wing’s feather, the lightly shoulder reaches
the glorious of hill of yearning, visits the love must has the supplies (XI: LIX).

Drinks a gulp of clean water on the table of master house, don’t suspect like ghost,
collects the quiet in the musing, a whole of holy soul always opens (XI: LX).

Touches the hair is deflected by the lantern of an implied twilight, although the time is not intact
it gives the dropping of purple twilight, as short as the air lost enters into the bosom (XI: LXI).

Take deep breath of freshmen,
sucks a leaf of dew at the moment of moon is not circumcised (XI: LXII).

Purposely opens the windows, the weather outside attractive lave
and its love until collected in the power of strength (XI: LXIII).

Don’t smell the unpleasant when turns around? Therefore
be loyal to, the deep bowing of grasses flower at valley of subuh (XI: LXIV).

Combine the flower for magic formula, the light of love goes upward fast when you are
in contemplation, be taught by full moon be visited by the lovers (XI: LXV).

The air doesn’t always accost, thus addresses it does
in order to sonly finds the scattering of your pollen powder (XI: LXVI).

Those trees are breeding, recites the song on the air,
as near as the body with the pulsating of love on the shadow of sound (XI: LXVII).

It is not enough yet for straight so gulp it, your stomach is quiet for hungry,
the honesty’s night jumps the vein’s pulsating to the grave is used up (XI: LXVIII).

To go there is too tired for the position, the soul be loyal the body becomes like stone
and the sorrowful if you are not be patient on the rebirth (XI: LXIX).

The day be fully on freshmen drinks the sweat of poem’s effort
hangs with overripe in the hill is sank by the wet mist,
the sun of your body is saved the flaring of achievement, creating (XI: LXX).

The glaring of stars shines the night,
the top of casuarinas trees dances is overwhelmed by the uproar of happiness (XI: LXXI).

Indistinctly be aloofness in the first afternoon, approaches to be exist for the booming of intention
aims to the park of fragrance and colorful of flowers to the air (XI: LXXII).

It is as white as the jasmine that is inserted on the ear of village’s girl,
as pure as the flower Cambodia at the mother’s lapping (XI: LXXIII).

Be in cocoon blinds on the tendency of direction, the stretching caterpillar says the prayer,
the times have skin as cover and be increased on fiber of the spells of worship (XI: LXXIV).

A kissing of harp on the forehead of silent signs to the sky to fade the string,
the wings absorb the grains light of dew on the threads of leafs,
the quiet lake waits for the blossoming of lotus in the looking to the morning (XI: LXXV).

The days of breeding season picks up the pollen that is dropped by silent,
the nipple- buds are impressed looks at grasses in shivered blooming (XI: LXXVI).

The buried winds attacks your body steps on the stairs of sweetheart,
but you measure the journey just for questioned (XI: LXXVII).

It shares the lights, receives the soft wink of its eyes
clears away the desire reconciles the most intimate self (XI: LXXVIII).

Hold tightly climbs the intention that is moved on to visit (XI: LXXIX).

Doesn’t lessen the longing of your soul that is quickly become tired, be carefully
to bet the delighted peace and encourages the soul too (XI: LXXX).

The garden of flower is as living place for the some kind of ants, butterflies, and honeybees to meet,
alike the seagull’s twitter is pulled by the air’s ballad of beach’s universe (XI: LXXXI).

It memorizes the sweet things of the lips, the smile decorates the door of sleepy,
sonly will be stolen the deep sleep of sincerity after tiredly by making a love (XI: LXXXII).

Frighten is lost the whole longing is poured out to touch around the loyalty’s embracing,
the breaths are in- out when breathes the love and lave (XI: LXXXIII).

Tembang of genuineness attends from the grate full feeling appears the estuary of honey
on your red dimple like rose- apple fruit, caressed by the shame (XI: LXXXIV).

Be willing to touch the softly mysterious, won’t lost the primary manner,
be in throng on the steeply stone’s road, the lightning nurses the flower’s stem
is your testimony penetrates the dreams retraces the middle night (XI: LXXXV).

Who is fetching up all standing? While it just a flash leaves the matter about the body, goes fast
to the decorator of soul’s bride, coconut tree’s leafs- fruits are made as the crown (XI: LXXXVI).

To the place of time, the ant’s formation carries on the supplies,
crawls the neglect, only for the day of tomorrow the dry season is embraced (XI: LXXXVII).

You are allowed to be freely to overwhelmed wades the wave to the storm,
looks at the star guides the sailor to the rotation surge of conviction,
makes sure when the trade wind at your face is surrendered! (XI: LXXXVIII).

Believe on your screen be able to receive the wind of ocean, and making calm of
the glaring ship’s lamps at the night mountain’s feet of the guard (XI: LXXXIX).

The fishes accompany you as the deserter, safes the valuable one to the beach,
that is as the way to your yard as bright as the heart wants to meet (XC).

Pierces the warm membrane visits the gold wings,
flies the air, the place of time is unpredicted before get far away (XI: XCI).

The one who misses become stronger for the flapping, since from the valley of cluster rice field
aims to the height soft air of inner heart, the drying stalks of coconut’s trees are dropping off (XI: XCII).

You may refuse his inviting but for the first lick his sweat
that gushes on along of the uncounted foot’s steps (XI: XCIII).

The shame moon is token heavily by the small feet that is loaded to be the stone,
when the tired is lessened, the climber has passion again (XI: XCIV).

You take to everywhere a handful of yearning,
resembling like the quality stone from the reflected distant (XI: XCV)

; after accepted the cool’s weather of night’s wrapping,
if is stroked by the storm, be determined by the blanket of feeling (XI: XCVI).

The devotion is more grandeur than the tower, follows the collected rhythm
in the heart beating of soul, be cut off are not useless (XI: XCVII).

He comes to you when you’re willing to forget,
if you go to the looseness, you will be still watched (XI: XCVIII).

However that is still have to learn to stand on tiptoe
for the only one choice of conviction to fly (XI: XCIX).

The wind whizzing onto the branches tramples on the steep stones,
flops the bird’s wings whips the fishes slashes onto the surge,
water’s splash like rainbow’s slight in the eyes of morning’s river (XI: C).

Be willing to vomit of the ocean, intoxicated is lighten the burden, the spirit’s pen is washed away
into the rotation of cloud, while the notching of arrow is as far as the creating (XI: CI).

To you the salt after picking up the neglected part,
and then the hope is shocked up to be granted with recited lovely (XI: CII).

The paintbrush stripes the color on the canvass, and the sharp of palette had decided,
carries out the feeling to play a kite when the cloud is supporting (XI: CIII).

Be usual its yearning flies far away fast returns to become exist in the eyes of illusion,
the delicious fishes meat are because of their live strikes back to the heavy current
that peels the mosses on the hard stones (XI: CIV).

More the distant be untold is closer of the soul’s united,
as tight as the peace love, for the cage of the passion’s owner of universe (XI: CV).

The consciousness to the billing of his heart, soft secret is shadowing gives the direction,
it comes to you early, when you are willing to see it (XI: CVI).


Glossary
1. Kendang= a kind of drum which use for the traditional music in Java.
2. Subuh=early Morning Prayer services in Islam.



PROFOUND SORROW OF FOAM, XII: I - CXVIII
Nurel Javissyarqi

When the air sway smallest pieces of your hair,
the cloud- cumulus be in throng moved covers the skin of firmament (XII: I).

Its wings stretch on the hill without stars,
and then heard the gending-gending that comes from cluster of village,
the beginning place of visiting from the langgam without told (XII: II).

At the south valley, the tembangs reciting sometimes are melancholic and sometimes are fast,
be blown by season from the back, by teaching of the past times period (XII: III).

The days of falling of waterfall are without obstacle,
alike forgets the noon at the slob of stones (XII: IV).

Sleeps tight, the night comes to you are shy to move on,
so deeply be entertained by the flame of a piece of candle (XII: V).

Aren’t you traveling? If waits had not have the willing yet,
looks at the farmers in the painting, really ridiculous if just impressed but not goes to there (XII: VI).

When become boring, believe that will be free, the flame of freedom’s torch
billows the smoke licks at the mist, by last night’s firing of woods (XII: VII).

Doesn’t fugitively are controlled by the act from the residence of exhausted,
the teak’s leafs of dry season are buried to meet the freshmen (XII: VIII).

The hot weather drops the leafs off are released by the stalk without remains,
it just dry branch left as if it die, the rainy season returns its leafy,
alike never happen the barren wither hugged on the fate of dry as a bone (XII: IX).

The smell of straw is flared by fire, in the children’s singing of motherland,
the air is whistling on the flower of sesbania trees, while the body of bamboo soars up to the smallest one and can used for flute,
its leafs is sung, sways the pure heart of stranger (XII: X).

The poet stretches from the top of pen on the stages of white paper,
welcomes the beginning of emptiness, recites the struggling (XII: XI).

The melodious of sky’s smiling cracks a part at the villages,
a hand full of dust are scattered to fill the long room (XII: XII).

Bathes the Kris is splashed the holy water from the flowers ceremonial,
the spell as much as a line of memory’s poem, on the looking each other face (XII: XIII).

The body becomes wild in the limited room, a spans of resentment,
the time chews the flower of silent, the steamed stones are steamed burnt by infuriated (XII: XIV).

Retraces the loneliness of thickness as far as the heavy rainfall is roaming,
disappeared among the anxious aims to the hunting’s limit of drizzle (XII: XV).

No more than the ocean’s thunderous in the exhausted bosom; the current washes the leaf away
to the billing of secret, dissolves your time, be drawn swallowed by the century be born by the period (XII: XVI).

The stones are scattered around on the womb of universe, the bent down and fall off of the time to the throne of heart,
alike the lightning slaps the trees, the poured out lava buries the body of temple (XII: XVII).

Dig the command words of poet, lifts up the epigraphy of the dragon (XII: XVIII).

In the social intercourse, the spirit’s quiver enters the eternal desire,
the flare of light gets higher to the level staring of essence (XII: XIX).

With rainbow as shawl, scatters the light onto the fontanel
alike the light fly insects flies at the night be fragranced by the mind (XII: XX).

The misty blankets the dark that is scattered untouchable of its coming,
it brings a piece of promise to be loyal on the time for the top of leafs (XII: XXII).

Thrust on its live is just a gulping to return the memory,
apiece of cloud is blown by the low of sky the height of earth become more meaning (XII: XXIII).

The destiny was born before the dews were created, the fully yearning waiting
of ink is churned and boil, the solid perfume of time seethes to in the space of eternality (XII: XXIV).

A sheet by sheet of white paper is talked; make the sound of laugh of profound sorrow of foam,
the body is warmer at the beach of sunset, the thirsty of sailor’s longing is cured (XII: XXIV).

This is the corn’s seeds threw to the Blue Island that breathes on green leafs (XII: XXV).

The dry coarse grasses recites the winds command that dancing on the smoke of last night firing,
the old singing of ballad is whined shocks on the street of memory,
the horse’s feet disturbs the stones and the dust on the red land (XII:XXVI).

All at once the flood is overflowed the logical reasoning is kidnapped the feeling is robbed, so many years
are loosing you, the harmony of past cart is on the railroad of history (XII: XXVII).

At the mirror of stylish, the mist separated by the unlucky in the depth sensual of ravine,
the honesty from dream’s impulse of wet procession is poured out,
won’t be soluble at veranda except the spirit’s splashing since from the flaring of romance (XII: XXVIII).

To the old town, the white moon friendly on the night’s field, the pedestrians are dusty
the overcast floats, the sweats are collided each other about the humidity, his sleep is against one side cheek
as thin as the whine’s skin or the date palm fruits (XII: XXIX).

The time teaches to make choice, be changed in a moment in every the tapped ruins,
the fate is embroidered with the willing and the certainty is still to the mysterious (XII: XXX).

At least with the strength to decide the changing trough deep vision,
this is the filling of breathes the soul, the impulse of alphabet the booming of light (XII: XXXI).

Your eyeballs mean the form- color of sweet- bitter of the candy,
be existed on the nice tongue savors the taste (XII: XXXII).

You recite the story; your sash returns everything,
who is laughing while the book of her womanhood on the top of desperate?
Was she be grimace, when the executor cut off her soft neck? (XII: XXXIII).

Takes the heart of sacrifice, the wine of awareness’s pressing is yours,
on the blood of loneliness, similar like the bird leaves the shadow (XII: XXXIV)

; its flapping forgets about the past, the present also the next
caused of its inner heart is attractive by the light of immortality (XII: XXXV).

The crying of black ink fragrances the room of your devoutness, the cloudy sky
the rhyme of surge aims to an embracing island, a pulse of vein from getting to blue ocean (XII: XXXVI).

The used up of ink is refilled, purposely won’t be visited, so many months are shocking,
calms the boat of period down, for the staging of returns the conviction (XII: XXXVII).

The wanderer’s riding becomes symbol, don’t be hated too much, it
curses on its self, swear won’t be ready to take the serious risks into the soft of your looking body (XII: XXXVIII).

It knows you are very angry to accepted, if you are nauseated to read,
try to save it first, open it when your times are very- very spare,
will get the problem as usual as the staring later (XII: XXXIX).

Your trembling is still seem from far, isn’t it doing?
The soft souls of mysterious meeting, see the self has the staring (XII: XL)

; firstly asks to follow the dreams, the others embroider the string,
while the love and lave, among the absolute hesitation (XII: XLI).

Gets the goodness of being silent in a bunch of smiling of the attractively conversation
as if is chained by the other awareness, it is the ship’s mast for screen gaffing (XII: XLII).

It is the long hope, finds the flower’s fragrant on the beach,
your attending compounds the flower, the seven days of possibility to be eternal (XII: XLIII).

Weakly daydreaming can’t reach the place of memory (XII: XLIV)

; the souls of climber crawls on the top of solid cloud which is saved the ballad,
those are the group of floated ants, alike the boat on the surface of quiet water (XII: XLV).

Stiff wings are snowy, the low of cloud bends down as white as the cold of wound,
similar like the groveled on the sky’s feet pours out the crying (XII: XLVI).

Be bothered by the treaded stove, the mist deflects the fingers of leaf
and the dew nurses the river’s impulse until immeasurable (XII: XLVII).

Where the place doesn’t move the ocean,
although their coasts are not same (XII: XLVIII).

The loyal spirit won’t be shocked, the sailing lands onto the summit of telatah,
gets into the essence, be pushed to give or be forced by condition (XII: XLIX).

The mountains snore and moved into the noon the mists soars
fragrances the flower in the valley on the flowing of everlasting river (XII: L).

The sand’s grains are flopped onto the beach,
the noisy sounds are recorded by the period to the beach of future world (XII: LI).

The dawn and also the twilight of the coconuts leaf, sings the cumulus’s composing,
when the mist of height is late, caresses the back of wanderer (XII: LII).

Once shocking of storm to you, the horse’s track carves its street,
far away distant of inner heart is token, the power of yearning moves the awareness
retraces the guessable field of coarse grasses before the reception (XII: LIII).

The dust’s billowing of incense’s smoke is visited,
the birds fly to harrow the skin of firmament (XII: LIV).

Who is pulling out the gravity since from the face of sky,
the spirit of cotton is blown to born the strings (XII: LV).

As holy as the cracking field grows and be sprouted,
your looking will be sonly know the beauties (XII: LVI).

Oh cumulus is alike the horse flies, from the summits of green,
perhaps leafs understand about the coming of sun (XII: LVII).

If sunless is covered by the overcast, the swinging of days in a pair of eagle’s eyes
similar like wine’s picking up at the most shade garden, friendly air of your thousands past times
that misses the news about the immortality (XII: LVIII).

Picks the musing of dew, the light matures the shaking of hesitation,
all of them are fall down, while they don’t know, we had reach it (XII: LIX).

The dancing of young leafs of coconut trees is pulled by kindness, you receive the blowing of window’s air,
opens the stepping shoes of long calendar of the creating world (XII: LX).

Let’s go home sweetheart,
before the sunset at behind, before the dark at outside comes to here (XII: LXI).

Presents a cup of honor, a cup of bread on the old table;
the asking of sincerity, be odor to be gulped really serious (XII: LXII).

Won’t pour out demolished and exhausted of forgetting the meeting (XII: LXIII).

The sick of forget will be cured by memorize the tembang,
be whined to understand about the self, had been arrived alike the steam no need to caught,
senses the collected dews on your clothe (XII: LXIV).

Or penetrates into the coming of soul is wrapped by the flesh’s skin of your heart,
come here the innocent and beauty face, aim to the flower’s season of sky’s park (XII: LXV).

Delivers the splendor’s smell of thousand kissing, onto the blossoming sheath
by the sun’s tongue licks at curve’s stalks chisels the soul (XII: LXVI).

You are fully questioned and answered by intimately kissing
with the wink of butterfly’s eyes that is just arrived (XII: LXVII).

At across of taught your smiling are blossoming on the yard, softly
be growth by grasses among the road’s stones of the park (XII: LXVIII)

; takes the breath as fresh as the joking of boys- girls shower the soul
flower for you to them as the special stories (XII: LXIX).

Your heart touches around, you receive the soul’s pulse of love’s spirit,
follows the dancing of soul on the stage of changed fate’s rhythm (XII: LXX).

When at far away place be remembered on the advice of times before visited,
this writing is shined the light to get its meaning (XII: LXXI).

Be wandered to tell the tembang that had not heard yet
on the birth of adviser scratches the white cloud at the space of sunset,
doesn’t the thread of heart have so many curtains on shy? (XII: LXXII).

The honesty delivers the truly creation of the words (XII: LXXIII).

The one who is free to meet on table of musing are tied on a book,
the times follow the plot of story will depart from your breath (XII: LXXIV).

The sunset is more sink in the silent of night,
are you there behind, the mist is passed closes the door of house? (XII: LXXV).

The hands are nervous on the boy’s bosom searches the morning,
you want to go back picks up a flower of coconut’s trees in the heart (XII: LXXVI).

The kissing blossoms as deep as your last breath,
until the whole body is lost its senses (XII: LXXVII).

You are shocked when enters the spirit of period, the dream is threw out into the ravine,
that is your shadow paints the bat is moved by the dark of night (XII: LXXVIII).

You present a glass of honor at the fully color town,
the light of lamps buries the yearning of raised dawn (XII: LXXIX).

The heartbeat retraces the river to the surface of stage,
has the wave’s curvature of law’s consciousness (XII: LXXX)

; that is the groan of feet’s chain by your smiling
be able to survive until now (XII: LXXXI).

The waiting thickens the threads of yearning, releases the dancer
Washes away the soul- body, be drunk by gulps to pour out the desire (XII: LXXXII).

The bosoms of watcher are beating at every child of beach looks with hope,
the soul spell is buried by the brightness in the hunting of sun (XII: LXXXIII).

It is penetrate the tired breaths that planted in the billing of the earth
and thousands of the mountain deliver naturally water source (XII: LXXXIV).

The whole things go to the sky together with the wind of mountain climbs down the valley,
when the lightning slaps the bird harrows in the leafy trees (XII: LXXXV).

The screaming of plunged branch, but the farmers are still plowing
the muddy rice field of his self, the rain of planting in the season of happiness (XII: LXXXVI).

The drizzle awakes the shocked face that is showered by the face of noon, it is moved
while picking up the blunt, when the imagination is exhausted swallowed by the noisy (XII: LXXXVII).

Outside of logical reasoning- mind, back and forth finds the spindle of decider, sweeps
the room watches around on dust of time’s limit, similar like the grave’s digger (XII: LXXXVIII).

The burden of hungry lightens the night; the army chases the wave
that is robed on the dawn; the sunbeam attends to spread around on the ocean (XII: LXXXIX).

The beach of memory records the shadow of bare feet
retraces the thousands miles of seashore in the conviction to teach and to search (XII: XC)

; swallows the times without realize gropes in own dress’s torn pocket,
the corn’s seeds are falling and growth in the hinterland of consciousness (XII: XCI).

A gulp of water ignore on pain assaults- stayed to climb onto the hill,
the speech is alike the plants support the permanently universe of nature (XII: XCII).

Comes with hoarse sound as thick as the slapped door,
pounds on the first wall, its smiling is as fragrant as the flower of lotus (XII: XCIII).

The colors of sky are changed but the steps of wanderer are always guided, is
this stillness? It left the place, disappeared from face (XII: XCIV).

Pulls the tip of pen, dances to summarize the longing from the group of
eye’s destiny to be met, similar like the cigarette is matched by addicted sucking (XII: XCV).

This is the composing of memory’s songs, leafs are clanged,
the blood of boys circulates the flare of romance in the arc of arrow (XII: XCVI).

The one who makes the stomach become thin and flat near to the bone, his breath is a live lost
the pulling of his fate bails the divine inspiration of love and lave as calm as the virgin girls (XII: XCVII).

It does hang the desire on your most long and slender neck,
a long rope circles is hoped as the arm hanged around intimately (XII: XCVIII).

You still play the soul’s chord spells the slope’s climbing of your heart, this is
steeply ravine allows the stones to be fell a part to the bottom of rock (XII: XCIX).

It still hopes you have cumulus as wings
passes over the valley drags the joy and sorrow (XII: C)

; the beginning of trembling is shake by the seriousness
is in front of you of their testimony (XII: CI).

The freshmen of the end of river brings the fish to play hard in the current of stiff
river, releases the teaching of combs the hair is swayed by stalk of coconut’s trees air (XII: CII).

You incarnate become the mist blankets the nights
when follows the nice weather with sunless as wings (XII: CII).

The polite one softens your soul attends himself,
finds the unheard into the veil of softness (XII: CIV)

; makes bigger the cradle of universe’s womb be incarcerated by wisdom’s details,
you makes higher pierces the abstract folding in the mother’s womb (XII: CV).

You just left to follow the plot, the script of sky had described
similar like the spider’s nets be pulled to rotate the certainty (XII: CVI).

The human kind walk similar like dust-howling life of knowledge, or is this
the flame at hesitate sunless of determination, attends only for the end (XII: CVII).

They found uncertainty face; the relief is buried by the moss of time
and continues after got the depth, have more than wear,
resembling like skin’s tap, the trees can be erectly standing to survive by it (XII: CVIII).

It doesn’t talk a lot, be sure the fastest moving of your smile is endured,
the street are continuously to jump the power of reincarnation (XII: CIX).

Ignore the pleasure for the existed of the spirit on your bosom
be buried on the yearning of sky spreads around the cloud on the city of knowledge (XII: CX)

; the child of period is nervous, the overcast is moved in crowd of noon peeps at the night (XII: CXI).

The stiff hand fingers, the flag is showered by the fog of feeling, the country child is vomited
on the stealing treasure, and you almost be parallel with the sea, unfortunately you are sinking (XII: CXII).

Pounds on the dust leaves shadow’s site of depletion, the leafy
takes the children sleep be hugged on the wind of branch breaks trough the stalks of trees,
the colors of your heart on the searching are really passionate (XII: CXIII).

Sits down, it will tell you what you experience for later,
the creepy creature as the carrier of brain’s controller, and the race- horse is mentioned as inner heart,
pays good attention on the hunger- thirsty, in order to feel there is no similar strangeness (XII: CXIV).

Your tired before the mysteriousness controls your self, you know
the consciousness of sick aims to the top secret of cured (XII: CXV).

Comes to plague the throbbed feeling,
sits down with soft and gentle, in order that your talking is not awkward (XII: CXVI).

Doesn’t the chain of hand’s tier cut off with a kissing of musing?
This its willing, in order to you know the lesson (XII: CXVII)

; the live throws the glowing of your light as far as vibrating of nervous
as finisher of the rotation of the main values (XII: CXVIII).

Glossary
1. Gending= the music of Javanese people.



WAVE NURSES BEACH, XIII: I - CXI
Nurel Javissyarqi

He pours out the command words of the eternality of wave,
the mist overflowing climbs down the peninsula of sky at across island
and the power of yearning is shingled by firmament (XIII: I).

When the eagle are floating, you pulls its soul’s restrains,
the wind- wave are never stop to infiltrate your sand’s core,
that is the shadow of it self had arrived at the gate of waiting (XIII: II).

Releases the ancient’s hugging, treads the feet on the rock,
and then fly with the wings of knowledge passes over the memory (XIII: III).

The yearning promise of universe is testified through your hanging down hair, you
more found the prosperity, in the immeasurable depth (XIII: IV).

When the throne of your logical reasoning is messed up by the storms blown,
dust slices the eyes, on the motherland at the disgraceful dark corner (XIII: V).

Wonder the drizzle falls is increased to flood on the heart’s daydreaming
by in crowded overcast moves to all around of the space of midnight (XIII: VI).

Caresses its soft skin, then shake the candle’s flame of your heart,
it has the love, does not to turn its light off (XIII: VII).

Achieved one and then walk with swaying of hand onto the stage, the quiver of grasses are bent down,
watches the sky, that keeps giving the grains (XIII: VIII).

Behind the sea the foams are running over onto the beach, the face of drizzle be heavy falls to the prayer,
scatters the flower collects the sacred desire of the guarded winning (XIII: IX).

The awareness that as white as the white cotton become snow, be floated and freezing become island
as the land for mist of loving (XIII: X).

Gets out from the grip of eyes, you are lightly
similar like the policy of seeds, heightens the body with its branch (XIII: XI).

The musing of wind on the summits of past trace,
drags the calm sleepy infiltrates into the essence (XIII: XII).

The reaching of in passing bird in the dark of night gives the screaming
shrieks without shows the shadow
and the wink of its eyeballs, is met the willing to flap (XIII: XIII).

The silent is bent down rigidly, waits for the rain returns the memory
aims to the stretching of ocean, your screen aims to mysterious island (XIII: XIV).

In every sees the flower you want to pick it up, but you are far,
be perpetuated through the word, in order to the fragrance are permanently forever (XIII: XV).

The wind and the water are made love and lave, therefore be fair on your straits
if hope to be safe until the village (XIII: XVI).

Devoutly listens to splashing surge onto the ship’s wall,
In order that the nervousness won’t make it sunk (XIII: XVII).

The body’s direction of wave gives the breath to the fog
and the cloud become the rain with the wings of life (XIII: XVIII).

It flies the passion of times away fast aims to your beach
misses in the middle of beauties (XIII: XIX).

The sky makes sound incessantly, the blue surge teaches your soul (XIII: XX).

So many times in churned, and then the surges plunder assaults to the front
aim to wrestling of flirt kisses the cracking lips (XIII: XXI).

The thunderous of sentence attends the weather of cliff unites strong willing,
the straits gathers the power, it had decided by God to be in pair
aims to the wedding carries out the policy of sky (XIII: XXII).

The free one become sacred again approaches to the miracle,
the feeling wave of the first knowledge, heightens the spirit of perfect brain
alike the curvatures of sash drawn the souls of times (XIII: XXIII).

It vomits the heartbeat of surge to crash,
the sand of seashore had graduated, be caressed intimately by the children to
commemorate the sun,
on the peeling of love’s coconut trees flower, is fallen on the wave (XIII: XXIV).

The loves of morning light comforts the fishes in the womb of ocean
which is born by the wish of humanity (XIII: XXV).

Rises your dawn at the flight line of seagull
which is composed by the wave’s lovers (XIII: XXVI).

The star’s wink is the direction of the sailors survives their breaths,
their sailing when you are in deep sleeping in the cradle of intimate love (XIII: XXVII).

The awareness floats the loves follows the every rules of the air
without limit of your attending alike the people of essence’s searcher (XIII: XXVIII).

The throb of dry season’s weather is rolling, at the tongue of surge of a licking salt,
in throng beats down the roosted chugging, washes the sandy fishes (XIII: XXIX).

The wave is lifted up to caress the rock foreland, the sword’s flashing slithers
as sharp as draws the desire at the cove of a tear (XIII: XXX).

Wear such a robe of the guerilla’s shadow be awaked the prisoner
but don’t be bowed at the slope of wine’s garden (XIII: XXXI).

It scream; catches the passion, feels the tinkling sound of shaking inner heart
and dances, you will be lifted up onto the summits of primary (XIII: XXXII).

Be moved to the front answers the emptiness of sad fill the space of pain,
this is the news about the coming of freedom of suppressed souls (XIII: XXXIII).

Who point the arrow is exactly to the heart, licks the fresh blood
be wiped out without remains? The wrong direction one is just bones left as remains (XIII: XXXIV).

Conscripts the buried ones, composes the cloudy sea pushes the night,
passes over it with the seriousness of wind, when the fires is intercepting your eyes (XIII: XXXV).

Don’t spoils because the whip lashing breaks the hearing,
will run head over heels as long as the sky is in bruised (XIII: XXXVI).

The fragrance of wild flower confuses the imaginations of pedestrian
as pure as the cleanness of mountain water washes your body,
alike the star believes on its light (XIII: XXXVII).

The grains of seashore’s sand are symbolized the soft caress of the ocean
but why are you seen so sad and pale? (XIII: XXXVIII).

It brings but doesn’t trough the ear only, embrace you is really pay good attention
to the softness, the singing behind the hills, you are the witness of beach’s heart (XIII: XXXIX).

The symbols lands the row of sentences, tomorrow will be moved
from energy is plugged by the hunk of steam’s pile (XIII: XL).

Slide at the time of holy word’s lines also the names
by the wonderfully rug of soul universe of the wanderer (XIII: XLI).

Watches and kisses for indeed of fresh bosom fully value
and then no need to doubt again (XIII: XLII).

If turns around don’t be too far, enough on the smiling will know
the quiver of your personality propagation flows a knitted of little cute string,
approves to process the field with the hand of softness (XIII: XLIII).

Performs the sparkler to entertain on the singled night,
the exhilaration of the winked stars attractive to meet the eyes,
as firm as the body be shake by spirit, the glass’s water is poured out on the dress (XIII: XLIV).

You are wet with fully trust, fondles the night until the dawn comes,
the flowers are wiped out on the hand of season that is changed on the renewal, seem noisy- foam is squeezed, be flopped to vomit the freshmen (XIII: XLV).

Be hoped on you will be more waits for the coming of old age,
be locked in the space- time in the teaching of age (XIII: XLVI).

The edge of limits of yearning is passed, the stones squeezes without continuously (XIII: XLVII).

It is run forth to leave them behind,
aims to the strange conviction that very silent (XIII: XLVIII)

; releases the noisy without knowing on doubt is enjoyed,
while they deems that it is only invent (XIII: XLIX).

It invites to come here for collects the salt on the bosom swells out surge,
the smiling of beach’s curvature, be poured out passes through the throat of firmament (XIII: L).

Bring your empty kendis, it fulfills it with the dew of heaven
through the fingers picks up the holiness (XIII: LI).

The procession of tributary as heavy as the beginning of times goes to the estuary
as sharp as the dust to the looking of eyes are splattered to slice, the branches are cut off
the scattered leafs multitude be dropped off by the wind of beach (XIII: LII).

The hurricanes are ward off by rapid rate blesses the story of night
be decorated with the lamps on the middle town square of stillness (XIII: LIII).

Nurse the campfire in order that whole village have eyes like guard
whom be furious glance on the billowing smoke at the place of beginning news (XIII: LIV).

You passes the track of way home, the past writing does not just memory,
cleans the dusty forehead, the prayers penetrate the climbing is arrived (XIII: LV).

Welcome to the heart’s consciousness sanctifies the freedom of love gives the way
at the sunless of will rising dawn (XIII: LVI).

The seawater has fast wind, is caught by the night’s rules in the rhythm of wave,
swallows the sun alike steals the inheritance property (XIII: LVII).

The stolen one splats the fire of your courage, in every its flaring is flame of everlasting,
nail the feet of fall a sleep interferer (XIII: LVIII).

The quiet soul will be added more than the stolen,
its glory reflects the light of heart’s peace (XIII: LIX).

The thief is caught by the trouble, is swallowed by useless flood,
and is horrified explains each other, releases the understanding (XIII: LX).

For the one who follows will get the misfortune, the unlucky day tails at him, the one who steals
your calm and quiet is more seized of his time, the most secret in the wounded of soul (XIII: LXI).

Supreme owner of the elders, serve their children to search the wisdom of feeling,
perfects the collection and the beauty of sunlight, shines to the loyal moon (XIII: LXII).

The determined guarded one, is gave enough of the generosity (XIII: LXIII).

The disaster’s night of the robber, the eyes is brained by the legal owner,
be frighten of legacy man are gone, after the nervous hang around (XIII: LXIV).

The awareness of clock’s second spindle are fallen onto the floor freezes the asceticism practicing,
this is the universe of inner heart in the world of realizing (XIII: LXV).

It promised before the words are chiseled enough, the steps visit the heart of
mankind are blessed by the silent of the heart’s wailing, is contained with the air lies down of its self (XIII: LXVI).

The fingers paint the eyes of dew onto the weighted grasses,
the curving river of green valley at across season is caressed by it (XIII: LXVII).

The waiting of light is reflected by plate of glass,
the eyeballs dumb to receive each other (XIII: LXVIII).

Alas the night’s bird, follow to revolve the earth means the seed, the guard
picks up the surge’s vibrating, infiltrate softly breaks trough the deep sleep of morning (XIII: LXIX).

To the soft touching, the calm and quiet lies down the sweetheart,
and slackens the all kind of ropes, for the steps won’t be numb (XIII: LXX).

Goes down along the policy of ship’s moving, onto every visited island looks for the supplies
of boring tired remover of be lazy to sail, a wavelength of old prejudice (XIII: LXXI).

The consciousness is bent down shy by the arrogance of boy, be restrained
the desire inhibits, is scattered so much glittered light (XIII: LXXII).

The young girl be worried to grow up become adult, alike butterflies on the bud of flowers,
the charming of curve upward of eyelashes aims to the estuary, the odor doesn’t only until the ocean as limit (XIII: LXXIII).

It climbs the daydreaming on the warm dancing of introducing, be more distinct of the revolving
of world disperses the color, and you begins to fall down because of the love (XIII: LXXIV).

Saliva really wets the sticky tongue to the summits of spacious, at
the night of wood’s branch, becomes real on the shaking of gathered leafs (XIII: LXXV)

; the dew of soul’s calm and quiet
this is the uncovering of times that never stop to pick up the wisdom (XIII: LXXVI).

Be tense and exited with enthusiasm in the empty room, be realized that the days are covered apart by the sweat that
plow the rice field while looking on the orange bride of sunset (XIII: LXXVII).

The river water flows and to lead the broken stalk, its inner heart is swimming
to disperse the beating of clean heart, and if the flapping nurses the bird’s wings,
its desire fulfills the blue of sky with nervous hand of the chiseler (XIII: LXXVIII).

Play the flute sings the night’s song, the swelter of sun at its time,
the past receiving, just left to miss the peace (XIII: LXXIX).

The beauty of doubt that really far away without supplies, empty at the place of fulfilled
then the sky is cheerfully, while the diligent boys steps his feet again (XIII: LXXX).

The air enters the door, it sit alone, the yelling of courage is come,
the chirp of friendly bird in your soul’s jungle
sees the branch is touched by absolute hesitation (XIII: LXXXI).

The powerless one is stabbed by the knife of certainty, the blood- time are freezing in the stove,
be fluted on the emptiness of alliance is searched, after incarnated become the air (XIII: LXXXII).

A pair of wanderer’s eyes is sadly, rides on the flying horse,
the sound of its feet’s steps and its wings are fast to fly away into hunting forest of sun
similar like the arrow of arc to the ground are fallen by blessing of the destiny of tired (XIII: LXXXIII).

The face is commotion when accept the time’s connection, the drizzle breaks through the dry land,
a wiping of dust also leafs are freshened after dry season’s face was roasted,
this is the warm of romance assimilates the horizon of great east (XIII: LXXXIV).

The tributary stretches up to the stones,
be cut off by damn of your little feet (XIII: LXXXV).

As soft as the question of hope that interrupted by despair,
the flowing of awareness is thrown that came from the flopping (XIII: LXXXVI).

The thick smoke is copulated with night, awakes the air licks sharply,
the old norms are forgotten, incarnates become illness that act like king (XIII: LXXXVII)

; the claw of torture in the whole niche of soul, the sunless shadow behind the light,
pierces the dark finds hesitation (XIII: LXXXVIII).

The ray of your light on paper and the pen of decider to be reigned,
the ink of honor is innocent to meet the meaning (XIII: LXXXIX).

Be fell head long by thickness in armpit of very quiet, the roaming ghosts accost
on the water source’s lamentation is dogged by loyal promise in every times talk (XIII: XC).

The dry grasses is picked up by the birds to tie the stalks,
the air is whistled drags the cloud of sign creates the nest be immediately to go home (XIII: XCI)

; the stars are attended to decorate the sharp of coarse grasses, a counter of kissing on
cold fontanel is ordered by continuously heavy rainfall (XIII: XCII).

The bird’s flight folds the time assembles the shaded nest,
the silent of yearning in the whole heart visits the beautifulness of the lake (XIII: XCIII)

; as clean as the mirror is tempted by the warm of water, while the air is the element of your soul
be adhered with the power of wiling, melts the space of time on a lotus (XIII: XCIV).

There is the flame of candle on the stone under the night,
each of its splat creates the biting of fire (XIII: XCV)

; receive it when falls in love, language of body is told by the act,
dances as soft as the rice plant are continued to the morning, and the wind of kite
in the logical reasoning of strings, floats the wood’s bone and skin of paper (XIII: XCVI).

In the room of time’s court, the beginning of copulation passes over the music of silent,
continuously face of guitar’s string is replaced by the string for fishing will hurt the fingers (XIII: XCVII)

; become more powerful in the serious conversation, the wind creeps the hairy skin,
the fear is cured by the hope, and then the ghosts are passed away (XIII: XCVIII).

The over revenge digs the depth of oil source
and the gold mine of war on recompense (XIII: XCIX)

; its silent accompanies the fingers to paint the ocean with wings on surge,
saved on your heartbeat aim to the embracing of fish’s bosom,
the laughing and joking comes- goes trough the door continues to be swayed by the streets of sad (XIII: C).

The testimony of wave’s prayer is replied each other nurses the beach,
while the smoke of yellow sandalwood pierces the level of cloud- cumulus (XIII: CI).

Shocks the rhythms of lake disperses the sign on your face,
the lied down dew is drank for really, the morning is ended (XIII: CII).

The air blown flies the straw that is scattered on the farmer’s sweat,
pounds the rice plants in the rice barn of ruyong of possibility to go back (XIII: CIII).

Before realized the war’s cradle won’t be stopped, a spindle of intention is struggled,
covers up the dress by sword torn and poke of sharp period (XIII: CIV).

Lets follow the dancing of flopping wave’s ocean makes salt,
loosens the smell of your corpse, since from facing on the surge aim to the hinterland (XIII: CV)

; among the sacrifice there is fidgety, the passed days
at the time of your logical reasoning after deep sleep to rise up, there is no nervous made a nest (XIII: CVI).

The century is passed over by the sincerity, without the blocking screen means conservatism
and the time is come for understands the words, your weather enters the body of wave (XIII: CVII).

You wade the ceiling of bats fly at night, the pulling of anxious on
reflection of too old soul, be represented by unwilling of the baby to cry (XIII: CVIII).

You are confusing action to find the hole to come out through the door- window, the darkness of night
without opener, the heat of curious is awaked by the flopping souls (XIII: CIX).

Then who was throwing your shadow onto the wall nursed by light? (XIII: CX).

Onto the rug surface of grass, it feels the silent is greeted to wind, be chocked
before the ink is finished from the hunger, the bones are closer, from the birth- death (XIII: CXI).


Glossary
1. Ruyong=hard exterior of palm trunk.



RETURNS THE HOLY INTENTION, XIV: I - CIX
Nurel Javissyarqi

The misty roads lays leafs down, the bird flies is covered by the dark,
the sign of its chirp follows the season, where the seeds are breeding (XIV: I).

The formation of white cloud at purple sky of the old taught,
everything on earth is slept with deep sleep by wave swinging, and it is at the nearest distant (XIV: II).

Studied onto the century of past season, a cupped of yearning expands the memory,
the sun’s wings of time leaves the shadow
alike a slapping of horse rider will be sonly to fly (XIV: III).

The place calls be hoped to it want to visited
and then the chirp of crow, as fast as the death sends the news (XIV: IV).

When the clouds sharpen the firmament, the fate’s movement rotates on the loyal shaft,
the first things are dust, gas, water in the freezing of musing, the law is signed (XIV: V).

Butterfly in its bosom incarnate become flower,
arrests you similar like the cage without doors (XIV: VI).

The princess become servant since she stretched her thirsty
by her lover’s wind that is really influential (XIV: VII).

Hunger stomach gulps down the hesitation gulps the faith, look at
the dry woods are usefully for fire in the stove as water cooker (XIV: VIII).

The earth’s occupants are more brittle; an embracing of lake washes your soul it dreams about
a life of leaf’s summit of the gathering to be one the air of inner heart’s universe is being in cocoon (XIV:IX).

Before the hairs grow to meet the point of compass of time’s hanging,
it feels the pain of the self injustice, the cavity of breathing is very dry,
the mountains without trees, the river flows the brain’s garbage (XIV: X).

A fruit fall down and the others are frightened, this is the love’s description you felt
the death comes when remember on the thunderous of romance’s trouble (XIV: XI).

Enter the doubt of thought limitedness blows your wave
onto each beach, even though the back of musing is not same that is to wait (XIV: XII)

; your wing’s flapping pierces the colors of lantern,
climbs up the curvature of rainbow on the white clouds (XIV: XIII).

Come with tinkled bell, actively chisels after war (XIV: XIV).

Follow the worst grace are made enough, just left to decorate the starry night,
the empire’s gate of sky are opened widely, by the bright- bright noon,
the cloud- cumulus flatter to send news about the season of changing (XIV: XV).

The ship faces onto the ocean as if said;
I will see you until the end of the world (XIV: XVI).

Lets swings the hand as long as the longest kite’s string,
the last smiling is met the law of first crying is met too (XIV: XVII).

The ship as big as hill splits the wave separates the surge,
your hair is hanged loosely by the air of ocean, the seagulls release the greeting,
thus goes back to the beach of your beloved sweetheart (XIV: XVIII).

Watches the edge is worried enough on the overcast spreads out on afternoon,
the sun asks to recite the story is composed by the stretching of times (XIV: XIX).

The twilight on front will sink into the bottom of ocean
releases the policy of night scatters the smiling (XIV: XX).

Maghrib drags the ship in to the free straits, the wavelength become so tierce,
tears the longing into tatter misses the face in the border of kaweruh (XIV: XXI)

; as high as spear is cracked in the body of trembling soul, the beginning love on honesty
and the fate be loyal onto the self of genuine (XIV: XXII).

The flower of moon without worried to be not in full moon,
looks one another won’t make the silent become suspicious (XIV: XXIII).

Be quiet in lulled is not finish yet, the cold infiltrates as slow as the langgam;
the ship’s captain decides about safety, leads to the science finds the way to go home (XIV: XXIV).

The dawn came when the ship is still swinging, you are anxious to wait the started of morning
seem the silvery face is humming about the surge breaks the weather of ancient (XIV: XXV).

The cloudy noon’s sky of the staggered screens, be suspect on the throb of white cloud’s steps,
doesn’t it still be loyal, and god always looks after its soul (XIV: XXVI).

The softness of air spreads around widely where the end of thought is passed, it is on the island is recited the poem
this is the ballad of love that never met, lost is felt delves the fact (XIV: XXVII)

; it is shy to drain the ocean of feeling engages the chain,
churns in the billing of your heart’s niche (XIV: XVIII).

It peeps at from behind the cloud, be shy to reply the pantun
whereas in fact the space- time give you a mount of smiling (XIV: XXIX).


The paper is saved in the bottle, be washed away floats on the ocean and opened too,
the heart is showered by happiness, and the daydreamer is drew by the Kris that is with the curving of loyalty (XIV: XXX).

The cloud have friend to wade, the time is run at the ceiling of her room,
all day without the nylon of rain, as far as the limit of twilight leans the story (XIV: XXXI).

The time of maghrib on the ship, two slipper of days is putted on the line,
the stretching of sky- ocean, surge- cloud, the stars so bright at that night is wrote about relieving,
as fast as the counting the sleeping body, when your sleep on the hill (XIV: XXXII).

Blanketed on the mist, the wanderer leads the dream aims to the new birth land,
the port are begin to be able to see and welcomed by the seagull are running around on your small world (XIV: XXXIII).

The hot day forces the adult sweat, the baby is playing in the womb of inner heart,
say some greeting to the elder whom their land is almost touched (XIV: XXXIV).

Step on the stairs aim to the bridge; be remembered on the face of brothers,
the ship harrows more than ten of dugout, the curving straits is passed over (XIV: XXXV).

Puts up and shown the heart’s curtain and longing’s cloud and sonly
all of the longing is met the rain for you (XIV: XXXVI).

Ride the horse trough the rubber trees, the underbrush at the edge of going to hill road,
the shoots of looking sings the soul to enter the calamity of body (XIV: XXXVII).

At the gate of town you are whispered about a wing of cloud bends down to pour out the rain,
the lime’s hill stories about your traveling since from behind the veil (XIV: XXXVIII).

You are smile with the little one to pick up the fallen fragrant flower,
no willing to be withered, be soluble in the time becomes dumb (XIV: XXXIX).

A fragment of poem at another country, seven-beauty island that have lake at the middle,
the place of angels to take bathe while joking, when return home trough the line of rainbow, for the loyal one
is not less of the doubt, even though the gods- goddess flatters privately when you went (XIV: XL).

Alike the past letter as connector of spirit’s scratching,
this is the echoing tinkling from the bosom’s beating is burnt by the stove of period (XIV: XLI).

The ballad has fibred on the meaning from the roots of reality,
sometimes a tree is burnt, grows among the white cloud (XIV: XLII).

The awake of the flame, candle’s wick dances the light,
burries the silent into the earth (XIV: XLIII).

The lost one returns the odor’s clod; the flower kumuda is blossoming,
the others are falling off in the gold color, this is the rotation of season commands the changing (XIV: XLIV).

The night rules over the noon, the fog blankets its limit
where does the beginning of nervous, since from the sneeze as deliverer of age’s trial (XIV: XLV).

Among the night there are no noon attends,
be murmured to burry the time of waiting (XIV: XLVI).

The one who opens the told robe,
the stones are wafting when the words about trip on the hand’s finger (XIV: XLVII)

; writes on your life’s thread about snowy top of mountain
the molten makes river, the stems of woods aims to the ocean of yearning (XIV: XLVIII).

Doesn’t the wave ever stop to send the prayer?
You are deserved on angels, where will you go at the similar time? (XIV: XLIX).

The reincarnation of knowledge in the park of dreaming, since from the buds of
sediment of silk string is embroidered, your heart looks for the color of deserter (XIV: L).

The history is repeated; the bosom of child is beat in the heart of period,
recites the night to flare the struggling up (XIV: LI)

; the insect’s singing in the dim of moon’s light,
cries on mistaken, as intact as the men’s blood presents (XIV: LII).

The striping is seethed in the culminated dancing,
a line of grandeur hunger falls the desire out (XIV: LIII).

Climbs up the top of mist as thin as the mysteriousness of a flower
at the edge of ravine the surge beats the stones, smelts to become sand (XIV: LIV).

It shocks the hunting of arrow’s arc,
the discus is strident and shrill onto invulnerable of prison’s cold,
the stuffy body is droop ripped apart by carcass bird, but
a hand full of dirt strengthens the destination (XIV: LV).

The stopping line alleviates,
alike the candle’s blown that its gone trough the window to the space of firmament
of its satisfied enjoys the night, as cool as the lake is shaded by trees (XIV: LVI)

; the roots vine, the fishes swim to decorate the white stones,
the clean water reflects the heart of peace’s waiter (XIV: LVII).

Upside down in so many times is pressing steps at isolated dark,
you are a bird that floats to be in dumb; how can you mention it lost
whereas the far is still be loyal? (XIV: LVIII).

Nurses the loveliness of baby reads the face of musing
to the heart of your life presents (XIV: LIX).

Can’t make happy trough whispering, will be better to flop the body onto the bed
and be cured by the long sleeping (XIV: LX).

Just at moment forget the perspiration is coming out,
sinks in the thirsty of times (XIV: LXI).

Stuck out the spirit of seriousness creates,
sculpts the fate of being cocoon, with simple destination (XIV: LXII)

; the night opens its light, receives the color of your light,
the cloud in throng as fragrant as the jasmine lives in
the reside of wedlock’s stories (XIV: LXIII).

The stillness of memory returns the holy intention, the children plays
when the green of cluster rice field reaches the mountain, watches trough the cart’s glasses
when brightness dwells in the house, the soul is trembling (XIV: LXIV).

You are realized that the chord playing are disorganized alike a storm’s blown assaults
to the doors- windows, the stiff bodies are lied down tiredly (XIV: LXV).

Leafs are dry because the dry season overwhelms, the soul is hugged with fully crying
fully regretting, heats the flaring of spirit (XIV: LXVI).

Oh the vagrant man turns the stupidity upside and down,
sometimes the small crying become bigger, the decider of the old hermit
or be failed by the impulse of river’s romancing (XIV: LXVII).

Makes sure to mention the list of sweetheart’s names, the universe and whatever fills on it are onto you
will be forever from the death (XIV: LXVIII).

Finish your doubting to retrace the way to get home,
guides the faith alike the flare on the hand (XIV: LXIX)

It writes the invisible attending of preciously time like pearl,
a piece of hair is uprooted without willing to be in charge (XIV: LXX).

The words don’t satisfy them anymore, you know the room of honesty,
the holy stillness without pockmark of conceit (XIV: LXXI).

The left time perpetuates the kindness,
be written the pure desire to self-endeavourer (XIV: LXXII).

Before the wings are stiff, the end of throats is empty,
allows to say the magic words, be tough to sculpt the fate fulfills
for open the curtain’s glaring of creating (XIV: LXXIII).

In here the waiter receives the last saying,
when gave without fear to the certainty (XIV: LXXIV).

The pouring out of sweat with the power of travels, the steps of full moon at afternoon
be welcomed with the drizzle’s falls on the residence, its holy command is as much as a broken rib (XIV: LXXV).

The pigeon take deep breath then jumped, in bent down to picking up the meaning
is composed by the drizzle’s rhythm wets onto the house’s yard (XIV: LXXVI).

Remembered on the servant of river flows onto rice field,
the rice plant submits the bud of heart purity (XIV: LXXVII).

The night’s bird flies in throng from east, their wing’s flapping perpetuates
the dark without any slot, the disappeared of sight is swallowed by the fog of valley (XIV: LXXVIII).

Doesn’t the marble of noon’s sky dazzles the eyes,
while the branches bothers to find out the quiver of chirp (XIV: LXXIX).

By it that the chirp of bird in the cage is fully nervous,
be forced to believe; the others are free without feet’s chain (XIC: LXXX).

The world of dew on leafs of the beach, so many glaring of the sun fertile the cloud
on the park is created tembang of worship and praise of universalism (XIV: LXXXI).

In the ant’s village, thirsty on splendor is united with an embracing of love,
the lake of its heart is kissed as cool as touched on the mist of beauty (XIV: LXXXII).

Thirsty bird steps down the stairs of cloud aims to the edge,
be lightly jumps the stones of tributary, sink its head
gulped and splashing to wet the coolness of pain soul (XIV: LXXXIII)

; the freshmen of wanderer after stretched the thirsty,
this is the well manner as old as a sowing of rice plant’s seeds (XIV: LXXXIV).

The bosom is beat and trembled in the pool of memory,
the long of its vision to be storied (XIV: LXXXV).

The birds of spring season in the romance’s glowing awakes the buried one,
as strong as closes the eyes calls souls that separated in a kissing,
this is the composing of love’s gathering is reached by the soul (XIV: LXXXVI).

The thickness heater on the fontanel of compact increases the body’s temperature
aims to the pole, those are the touching of breaths on the shape (XIV: LXXXVII).

The snowy weather bothers the chiseler of wings words,
pierces the water cruises over the colors of light’s shadow,
wraps the night until the dawn shows its gold feather (XIV: LXXXVIII).

Its silent is saved by the nature, seem that it memorizes the verses of musing,
reverberates spirits of a life (XIV: LXXXIX).

The blue sky welcomes the clouds, the mob of heron waits for the drizzle’s kissing,
its wings is combed on powder of sunlight’s glaring (XIV: XC).

There is spirit in the loneliness without saying; the iron’s grains are stroke down by steels of night,
the ancient air accompanies the yellowing rice field (XIV: XCI).

The surge creates curvature of border’s kite, the child’s whistling
gives fast wind lifts up the mist without counting (XIV: XCII).

The thread represents this, when you don’t understand about the game,
the sleepy one please take a rest, be awaked a passion of flower to be nursed (XIV: XCIII).

In a third of night, the dumb leafs are far away stared
stretching after sleep of warm body on the crawling of stung sunlight,
the desire of depressed logical reasoning is pushed away, the lashing of thunderclap burnt forebode (XIV: XCIV).

The composing of clearly water’s tinkling in frame of your eye’s painting
or relief in the depth of cave of times loneliness (XIV: XCV).

When the sky’s gate is opened, the cloud wades the valley kisses the flower,
its eyes as bright as the night’s glaring, passed by the bitter tongue of lover (XIV: XCVI).

This is the letter that controls to the soul, alike the thunderous of surge cracks on the era,
the flower’s concoction are drank for the sick one retraces the north shore (XIV: XCVII).

Your power grips the heart on the air’s rotation that becomes temple,
the time become stand still like statue on the angel’s face, similar like the poem conspicuous forever (XIV: XCVIII).

The common wealth of her heart, the coolness tinkling of history gets you
have the light, this wise laws is as the bride prize of love and lave of searching atom (XIV: XCIX).

After knew by heart, the breaths burn the paper fulfills the house’s occupied
similar like the fish be alive in the billing of his heart, this dissemination onto the folks (XIV: C).

The blind love infiltrates aim to the secret of the world,
this is the longing of sky meets the earth (XIV: CI).

If the night’s longing in the virgin’s breast, the very bright periods,
the master piece misses forever, as old as to set ocean’s love freely (XIV: CII).

This is the letter of soul’s filler in the human’s bosom is trembled peeps at the love’s curtain,
when the wisdom is sank by the others mankind (XIV: CIII)

; all knowledge evaporates to the cloudy sky,
then the spirit of angel catches for propping (XIV: CIV).

The confusing heart of wave shakes the body of ship aims to the beach of understanding,
love on true direction in your heart as surely to poem won’t never fall off (XIV: CV).

The loyal spirit is seethed, the ballad of your life alike stones
rolls the death picks up flying ride the horse,
be testified of the cloud drapes over on the wanderer’s journey (XIV: CVI).

The eternality comes to you, similar like the queen’s leg unadorned discloses
in your kingdom, doesn’t the best actor always follows on the script? (XIV: CVII).

The singing pierces beyond the limits, the children steps down when the full moon is on the streets,
rules over the nightmare of long sleeping of the rulers (XIV: CVIII).

He up holds the holiness of broken grass, submits for you the drying
as far as the cloud reaches the hill, the rarely rainfall arises the staring (XIV: CIX).


Glossary
1. Maghrib= the time of sunset prayer.
2. Kaweruh= the understanding of knowledge about mysterious world.
3. Pantun= a kind of traditional poetry; each verses of which consist of two couplet; the first suggest the second by sound or ether similarity.



DEVELOPER OF MYSTERIOUS WORLD, XV: I - XCIII
Nurel Javissyarqi

Your courage lines up on the palette certainly,
be honest, the soft time is much deeper
as thick as the darkness of striping lances to create the wind get blue (XV: I).

Suddenly comes increased more fully,
as if the cawan yoni be loyal to wait for the heat of lingga (XV: II).

It simply means the fear,
then whose shadow caresses on its hair on nape of neck? (XV: III).

When the step are not accosted, standing with no more honor,
be insisted to run away at the middle of stingingly hot day (XV: IV).

Nets of loneliness occupy the empty rooms,
who knows about the bird’s age behind the thick glasses? (XV: V).

While it enjoys being perched on branches,
some time makes tactics onto the gravity at once to balance the thought (XV: VI).

Heard indistinctly thousands shoes are trot,
there is no dust billowing or the sign of fallen sun (XV: VII).

The shoulder are more lauded of making sound, the thunderous is lauder
disappear in a glance in your bright and muse ear (XV: VIII).

You get rear of the mysterious world carrier,
whereas be understood the less of him self (XV: IX).

The light fly away without tier, pick up the meaning as long as
has the chance, tomorrow will be arrived the reaping on prosperity (XV: X).

Feel the said meaning trough the staying still of the self at the mausoleum,
because the eyes are met and talked each other, the letter are reply each other (XV: XI).

Stretches is embroidered on a rhyme strings, gets the self be surprised
be enchanted by the periods, to day is passed by, if does not fulfill the depth of silent (XV: XII).

When the sun leaves its light,
the trot of cloud’s throb closes its formation (XV: XIII).

Day night erases the edge of twilight, passes over the stage of mind’s fear,
the copulation of dry grasses misses the rain disentangles the fast breaths (XV: XIV).

If there is saved, is told by the soul in the season of flower,
really there is a fragment of poem wants to be born from the developer of mysteriousness (XV: XV).

Looks at crazily, the life doesn’t just the wild change become too wild,
the eyeballs chews the content of words that is enough to come out (XV: XVI).

This is the sign of free incident similar like the arrow from the arc flies away,
its breaths are the blown of light, flies into your heart without uselessly (XV: XVII).

Don’t let your catching become loose away; the stars on the firmament are fallen,
the moon- sun are shined one another, why are you like the hesitate overcast? (XV: XVIII).

Who is escaping will fill his life with running, he enter by tethered into the door- windows,
but why the feeling is lost, until the shadow doesn’t want to accost the morning (XV: XIX).

He is turned around, isn’t the eye shadow around your eyes enough
gives the trust even though the sorrow rules over at there? (XV: XX).

Your looking straightly to the front leaves whole memory,
sucks the dawn of relieve, the shadow is decreased and drawn,
when will you shine at the time become so real? (XV: XXI).

Waits fully with hunger, not enough yet interesting of the seeds are sowed,
the rock is waved on the cloud, while the restless of rain assaults the yearning of past times,
be smiled on the days return the cheerfully (XV: XXII).

Pierces the period as if the fate of surge slits the ocean,
combines the stars are winked the moon is friendly (XV: XIII).

Visits your face in the darkness takes over quiet,
asks along the silent to be brave to bore (XV: XIV).

While the vibrating nurses the glorious is more pressed- screams,
every times tidies the steps up be choked by the rope’s restraints of soul (XV: XXV).

Takes the dry grasses useful for your shaded nest,
B e glued by the saliva from the seed’s vomiting after chewed (XV: XVI).

Since be visited in your heart, the everlasting flame shines the creating
alike lingga’s determination in the ceremony of making love (XV: XVII).

It is the stove that ripens the well water,
you are the hand of intention, the holy movement are embraced to become forever (XV: XXVIII).

You are like ants carry on the head of sugar aims to the home
for the understanding to makes freedom from the nearness (XV: XXIX).

The struggling is taking place for the wavelength,
never broke out to flop the feeling until the useless is lost (XV: XXX).

Paints your heart trough the swaying of hand and the unclearly waiting,
alike the smoke of chimney (XV: XXXI).

Your renewal flies away, be spirit in their bosom (XV: XXXII).

At the border of city is felt another weather, as far as the shadow settles your sleepy,
the caress of love’s air sleeps the sweetheart into the dream of queen (XV: XXXIII).

Perfects your self to pack the butterfly’s wings is always in the memory,
the first heavy rains freshens the memory follows the daydreaming (XV: XXXIV)

; the beauty of mirror in the odor’s room, and then the body is lay down
after the window is closed by the mist of lover’s blanket (XV: XXXV).

At the hall, the quivers of soul are echoing by the blessing of the sky,
it sits on the throne of attention of united feeling (XV: XXXVI).

This happening is the biggest, the horse’s rider flies with the wings,
the swaying fog of adultness climbs the mount of psyche (XV: XXXVII).

This is the grand spirit loosens the whole power of willing, the wind is understood
on the journey of logical reasoning be loyal to it self, the breaths are attached onto the experience (XV: XXXVIII).

Combines the age does not make tired on the gift giver,
the prince at the side of a beloved rose (XV: XXXIX)

; the door of his inner heart is knocked to recite the verses of twilight’s swaying, when
gets in to the night to the coarse grasses sleeper, safes the yearning makes late on the noon (XV: XL).

The sleepy changes the passion, defenses the night of rest energy (XV: XLI).

Takes care of the color of rainbow, in order to be not become faded of the blown of softness air (XV: XLII).

Close your eyes seriously, make chance on your sleepy
to read with the feeling of hungry (XV: XLIII).

You spell your own body repeatedly to find the low satisfying (XV: XLIV).

Searches your self at the skin of rain’s trees in the suffocating heat of sun of thirsty season,
the rhyme of tropic gives the calamity trough the long sleeping,
this is the flower more than just the dreaming of story teller (XV: XLV).

Rules over the stage, burn the island of revenge also holds its rhythm in your hand,
if doesn’t change, it sound enters the first level of sky (XV: XLVI).

A glass of kohwa doesn’t calm the brain down anymore
when the dancing of fire licks the nights on the stage of moon (XV: XLVII).

Before all kinds bones are collected,
the spirit is blown since from womb of sky’s ordering (XV: XLVIII ).

The passion of bachelor breaks the frozen down, bears the climb yearning by tottered,
drags the feet’s chain, ask for help when is chased by own shadow (XV: XLIX).

It sows the seeds of light on your head, guides like own child,
the one who doesn’t read will be paralyzed, accompanied by the mat for sick until the death comes;
whose finger that puts the grains of holy dew on the forehead of beloved one? (XV: L).

The trees are drying overwhelmed by the dry season, the butterflies tastes the flower’s honey,
the birds are swing at the flexible stalk, its chirp is the composing of genuine dream (XV: LI).

Its wing’s flapping spells the full moon,
celebrates the universe’s wedding on the blessing of motherland (XV: LII).

Be everlasting on the universe, you are called and your soul really comes
the power for making love is collected and smiled and then kissing each other (XV: LIII).

Blown to be awaked, its visiting performs the immortality (XV: LIV).

If on the nearly to the death determine your self,
doesn’t the flower is charming at the edge of ravine? (XV: LV).

The soul of pepper’s seed is hot, even dried by the restrains of asceticism practicing (XV: LVI).

The ocean sink the dugout of the self has a plan,
the body is hugged with dust, be dumped off (XV: LVII).

Visits the odor passes over the room of worship,
Receives the smiling accosts the lover for always (XV: LVIII).

Engages the feet’s chain, flies fast more than the beginner,
the weather of sincerity is nursed, as long as doesn’t weighted by the over yearning (XV: LIX).

If there is the one who follows, suffer is lighter by hears the words,
be the loyal follower, don’t be the treason as equal as your flame (XV: LX).

The bright of struggling flaring becomes the smile to understand the honesty,
the stars on the space becomes blue on the spirit of the one who will born you (XV: LXI).

The time moves simply, all kind of rope are loosened,
the fingers are not passionate to attractive the paper, but reads after that (XV: LXII).

The pen’s striping to you pushes the fog to hunt the air, the ship moves front
similar like the releasing arrow from the arc aims to the target, in front of you the stem threaten (XV: LXIII).

The stone that as big as buffalo is fallen from the edge of ravine, the river’s water is cracked
at the point of awareness, gnaws the bones behind the flesh of meeting (XV: LXIV).

The steps pass over on the noisy of your soul’s mountainside
aims to the formation of hill that test on your feet (XV: LXV).

At the top of hill approximately the very soft wind assaults the robe of your fear from
the whole direction, the eyes that as cool as the death are ready to pick you up (XV: LXVI).

The one who fasting on being dumb, the dew’s soul calls,
someday later will present the flower’s sheaths (XV: LXVII).

Alas the dew of copulation, curls your eyes up in the kingdom of light,
it is the redeemer of thousands loyalty, visits the loneliness of feeling (XV: LXVIII).

Who’s passionate to gulp intention leads the light of feeling,
composes the sky’s ballad for praying service,
but they don’t want to be curious (XV: LXIX).

Be sprinkled with the time fills the complaint, no need strangeness in the waiting room,
makes the jail as the liberator of deathly love, its poison is primary (XV: LXX).

The death one is in curious condition, alike the carcass bird minces
opens the spirit infiltrates in to the aorta, circulates the blood again (XV: LXXI).

In the earth you thrust the stalk of flower, the breath of wind spells the sky of
the poets are stabbed by the silent, the crying of regret grips the solar plexus (XV: LXXII).

There is predicted way, the death because of the short agreement, the stalks are broken,
the torn scratches the skin, the frozen blood buries the light of resolute (XV: LXXIII).

This is the impulse of soul wades the dreams, the part slicing of power visits the night,
the stars are spelled by truth of shaded looking (XV: LXXIV).

Walk aim to the slope of love’s hill, the actively feet
as free as the air recognizes friendly the color of shining leafs (XV: LXXV).

The one who can open the gate is breathed by him the longing at the inserted of prayers,
the night lifts the mist up be hoped on the dew’s grain will be intact on the hand (XV: LXXVI).

It suddenly comes to pound on the most secret’s door
at the old house that is growth the spider’s nest (XV: LXXVII)

; as full as the ancient’s dust on your forehead be lined by the regretting, thus commemorates
the flesh circulates the blood of youth, for the flaring space of soul’s fire (XV: LXXVIII).

Steps on the stairs of wave to the level of your twilight’s cloud,
motivates the self-forming as much as the rhythm of hill be everlasting (XV: LXXIX).

The kapok gets the age follows the wind be visited,
this grade the love tethers the horse’s ropes of lover (XV: LXXX).

The swaying of lotus’s stalk blossoms its sheaths on the swamps,
while the lantern of fisherman by net, shines to as far as the throwing (XV: LXXXI).

The dew is tinkled as much as a pitching of chord in the song of peace,
the first is desire, then the meeting composes the courage (XV: LXXXII).

The calling of horse’s rider comes the storm with heavy rainfall to obstruct,
only the sweetheart knows when it will be stopped, lays the looking down (XV: LXXXIII).

The beginning is behind the cumulus stoops on the blue sky, the faith is not released
by the heat of stove cinders, the sincerity is similar like the most holy wine (XV: LXXXIV).

Its remembering goes upward to leave the throne of sun, the black stone is parted
on the light of conviction, is this the biggest war? (XV: LXXXV).

On the lime’s hill, the fog goes down to sink the feeling,
its limit is in the throat (XV: LXXXVI).

Why are you in the errant federation,
paints a thickness of crow’s parade? (XV: LXXXVII).

The splashing of lightning rapids the drizzle calls the mob of heron,
and there is no more hesitation comes out from the fontanel (XV: LXXXVIII).

The old spirit demands, the breaths of curing are floated (XV: LXXXIX).

Catch the sound of spider’s net, listened the sound of blown rustling of
the air to you, while the butterflies are the embracing of flower’s season of the body (XV: XC).

Trough the pores of air, you are guided to fly the flying horse
as long as your feet flanks strongly, its aroma is not released from the glance for war (XV: XCI).

Nippy arm swings the courage, the booming of bell hypnotizes
reaps the cloud of wind’s empire, the beginning place of news of creation (XV: XCII).

The one who doesn’t want to be old sonly become wanderer, attacks violently on the kindness,
your arrow is aiming at the apple or a knife peels its skin
which become so quickly dries even though the time doesn’t insist (XV: XCIII).


Glossary
1. cawan yoni= some kind of statue at the temple that symbolizes vagina.
2. lingga= is the contrary symbol that is for penis.



DAY IS BODY, THE NIGHT IS SOUL, XVI: I - CXIII
Nurel Javissyarqi

After stopped, the new world is born, the colors of blossoming flowers
is shined by the sky, summary the sheath of night- noon alternately in turns (XVI: I).

Where reaches the pole mastering the gathering love,
the rhyme of God’s will is words with the tone of fate, that composed on
the ballads of common ancestor, from the fasting of scholar which have noble purpose (XVI: II).

It is the shepherd when the rainbow goes around to flatter the loyal human
is gave the fresh easiness, the color of its light on the sun (XVI: III).

Its saying are came from the cavity of chest on the water crawls into the throat of soul,
the steadiness of shouldered earthenware on the hip’s of each girls, and its water are shaking
when step the feet since from the river of prosperity (XVI: IV).

It carries up the miracle, the seeker is met without forget,
be honest to peel off the skin’s trees of secret sense (XVI: V).

The men are competed on their fate’s wilderness, who the one can predict the iron
can fly? The stone floats? And the wood sinks? (XVI: VI).

It has been become habitual, now is forgetting about the brother and sister,
gets the science into the far foreign country forgets the foundation (XVI: VII).

The fast intention is swayed by mistaken from the birth aim to the death,
unfortunately, the longing one is just a little piece of pleasure (XVI: VIII).

These advices are self- understanding and won’t forget the teacher’s giving,
the wise consciousness together with the ripe seeds bend down intimately,
similar like the spirit of rice plant is drooping sincerely contained on wisdom (XVI: IX).

Don’t you too worry about the time is certainly gives the breadth of hand, everything was passed by become
lesson, don’t get lose before you win from the attempting without regret (XVI: X).

Don’t too much nervous about the life, because the mankinds in front of are same
approach into the noble, the equal thing from Adam’s dust is separated before met (XVI: XI).

A mouthful of boiled rice a gulp of water is felt, God lengthens the age of wanderer
from the mother reaches the spirit of prayer’s crying, as much as the price of the bitter from bile of disappointed (XVI: XII).

A piece of bread on the desk, the beggar comes to you with hollow eyes to look at,
the trembling of body carries on the head, only the faith strengthens the way to the park
of relieve (XVI: XIII).

The sacred is balanced with the shoulder of permanently hill in the sky’s feet,
causeed of the baby’s crying be able to postpone the disaster (XVI XIV).

The suffer adds the scaling, the weather are poured out to cover your heart’s mirror,
needs consciousness, not gone or not even less, more of yours is known (XVI: XV).

The logical reasoning brain underestimates is very shamefully in the creating, therefore
takes care of the beauties with pass the visiting power of regretting (XVI: XVI).

The unpredicted meeting is run,
alike merchant is accounted on the attempting before search the opportunity (XVI: XVII).

The dew absorbs leafs is came from the tinkling of attention,
the beautifulness of earth among the universe of beauty (XVI: XVIII).

Summary the dreaming similar like the spider’s net be brittle on the arrogance (XXVI: XIX).

The human collects the ruins of morning’s consciousness means the life
for the changing of season of fallen off leafs that closes lonely (XVI: XX).

Soon- later the wish tells the beginning of intention, the body of river
is stretched to the estuary, night- noon are the exchange of dress’s color (XVI: XXI).

The silent is sometimes be exist, the cave hides the color and sound
be buried by the time be nursed by the deserted, while you just add- question (XVI: XXII).

The feeling of clean on kindness is deserved to make proper contagiously, and the trees
are flattered by
their fruit, which be fallen follows the river’s flowing of searching (XVI: XXIII).

It pours out the wine of certainty; the ocean is dwelled on repertory
and the knowledge, just a splashing light of star onto the wave (XVI: XXIV).

The blind one needs stick; the one in the rainfalls needs umbrella,
in the game does not deserved to complain- lament to self-hated (XVI: XXV).

The passion sometimes being calm like river, be free to run as far as your love
be weighted on continuously yearning, and your jealous as thick as be tense and excited with enthusiasm (XVI: XXVI).

It opens the fence widely when you walk aim to the park,
the compliment as much as a pulp of sweets, picks up the entertainment that come to visited (XVI: XXVII).

You jeer at the joblessness adherent, and enjoy
the storm of alliance, feel your pleasant is threaten (XVI: XXVIII).

It doesn’t like to flatters by threaten, why must you be afraid?
Caused of stupid, be infuriated can’t avoid it (XVI: XXIX).

The human under threaten also dummy, laugh side by side with the fog,
because of only holds the words that just empty (XVI: XXX).

The scholar that can against his passion,
gulp the everlasting water source without enmity on the time (XVI: XXXI).

The pearl grains among the gravels, who jealous by that?
The one is talking on his self has the kindness, infiltrates the conviction into the heart, watch the aware on the trickery of alliance (XVI: XXXII).

The sky multistoried by the stars is the god’s will, which is revolved
created by the enemies of war, the destruction of stones become dust (XVI: XXXIII).

The primary human kind is alike the dew on leafs, his love is receiving
also at once in the same time the denial consciousness of rib (XVI: XXXIV).

Are there more interested than that? The anger drops the self
into the billing of humbleness, on its dream pass over the strange village (XVI: XXXV).

This is rare mirror of wanderer, tomorrow will be opened at the noon flies away (XVI: XXXVI).

Why are you controlled by the dreams? Are you sense without obey on your self? (XVI: XXXVII).

Creates the secret of be loved, will know a lot about the sweetheart,
the one who goes far feels clever, when at near the stupidity is known (XVI: XXXVIII).

The eternality of praise’s tembang is saved in the womb of universe,
your knowledge understands on the desire of hesitation teaches (XVI: XXXIX).

Sometimes it more to learn the culminated braveness,
wades binding engages the cage of sky (XVI: XL).

Takes care of his long of hair for long time, revives the spirit arises the soul
is the throne’s prince of nervous, have sweetheart doesn’t mature yet (XVI: XLI).

The hand’s fingers reach the fog, frees the pleasant,
he is roamed as sad as the pain of Merbabu, is passed over without friends (XVI: XLII).

The ear of resentful is stuffed up by the flame of campfire doesn’t care on billowing,
the bat attacks onto twilight, tastes the fruit of dying moon (XVI: XLIII).

Who is dancing in the party visits the sunshine on the coarse grasses
at the beach of hoping similar like the surge is poured out (XVI: XLIV).

Walk doubly to come out from the gate, say good-bye even just for a moment,
the stars entertains doesn’t enough to accompany the love of peace (XVI: XLV).

When take off one by one of the stillness, the eyes isn’t repeatedly regretting to step down
to the time of wounded of chest, the earth- sky of sharply dawn be in constant difficulty to find the wisdom (XVI: XLVI).

To the south the ocean is boiling, to the north the mountain is vomiting its lava,
to the west the coarse grasses is burnt by the lightning, to the east is aiming to the ravine (XVI: XLVII).

A group of cloud loosens the days of boring, the ear is dwelled by the thickness,
so where is the frozen of ink goes before continued to talk? (XVI: XLVIII).

When found the space of forgets is forgotten, whose throat is the water creeps in?
Lets accompany the sweetheart leads the manner as fast as returns your self (XVI: XLIX).

Does the wavelength drain the ocean? Accept
the pity of being drawn, if the body die incarnates become rock (XVI: L).

It nurses but you ignores,
as if never breathes on the wind of lately (XVI: LI).

Make chance of your time to muse on the pool, the eyes is insisted,
the ear be deaf on the worst, reads your nervous is very mysterious (XVI: LII).

A slab of stone rolls and breaks into ruins and scattered,
there is space on the limit of blue stretches the conviction, the guarded night is broadcasted,
spies on the wind harrows the dew washes the face of morning (XVI: LIII).

The one who convinces on the asceticism practicing is uselessly on doubt of loneliness is talked,
in the time is not recognize similar like possibility of be happened is not exist (XVI: LIV).

Emptiness? Only the pure of heart with vision, lines up stick
on the beach to taste the grains of salt, the fog is closed on your lively smiling
at the grains of sand of the ocean’s feeling (XVI: LV).

To be in sleepy is lost for a moment, the soul of water’s dropping piece by piece chisels the tombstone,
be attributed the lover is sleep by cradle, the loneliness is exist (XVI: LVI).

Gulps the tasteless water to throw away the drying of thirsty
for evaporates the pressing of most worried night (XVI: LVII).

Asks the firmament to discuss, the first thing is nervous and then relieves are felt,
will be sonly poured out the holy loyalty from the dust of ancient’s willing (XVI: LXIII).

The mist cruises the empire of sky, when slept
have the dream is awaked, thus find it into your self! (XVI: LIX).

The night is blossomed to be fragrant and the air sends news about fame,
it matures the time then follows into the flowing of taking out (XVI: LX).

The tired power of spirit scatters the dust of soul is flied around,
it had gone by the light of portal is opened widely (XVI: LXI).

The noon is the body the night is the soul, the wrestling of children while the muddy land
that rolls as big as the desire to finish the steps (XVI: LXII).

The leafs fall off onto the river’s lap to create the current, he follows,
you be inpatient to wait, by it you call as uselessness whereas it has meaning (XVI: LXIII).

The butterflies are surely kissed on the river’s cheek; you are the most inside thinking,
wafts with ride on the air be powerless on the days are wetted by the morning (XVI: LXIV).

Struggles the fires of your life to get loose dances in front of the cave of singed
testimony, herds into the worship’s ceremony, cloudy fog falls the rain (XVI: LXV).

Reads the lightning with continued by the flashing light splits the night’s skin,
burnt the flowers of quiver from the griped cold and heat (XVI: LXVI)

; the scholar was born covered by the flower of grave leaves its stalk,
the singing of wind is recited on the surge crosses over in the mind (XVI: LXVII).

Your neck’s veins is almost cut off, the branch is attacked violently by the anger storm,
the roots are uprooted, the collapse trees be buried by revenge (XVI: LXVIII)

; the big power pulls the sky onto the hemisphere, as fast as the bright rolls,
lean against under the noble’s tree which its stalk are maintained (XVI: LXIX).

The loyalty of flower’s sheath is saved the devotion, at the turn the river
is tired to creep on the ground, the dry season heightens the grade of water source (XVI: LXX).

The body of sweat’s coming out scatters the salt, won’t lost swayed by the air of valley,
doesn’t the teak is determined by dry season? (XVI: LXXI).

The heat of lava of the dry land’s vibrating; the sun stings the whole power
and when at twilight the crow goes home aim to the nest of white cloud (XVI: LXXII).

The thick smoke controls the looking, be staggered of arc’s suffer,
the injure spills out the blood be wiped off by the sulfur, the body is fell head first will lost the occurrences,
leave, thus the sudden must be mastered (XVI: LXXIII).

The fate is not avoided to line the map,
the ghost are roamed in hesitation and desperate (XVI: LXXIV).

Alike the brave one pounds the doors of sky,
the cloud have stairs and a hand full of faith in the bosom (XVI: LXXV).

In the reality there are a lot of things after sprucing up in the mirror, after combs the hair
that long hang loosely to meet the patient (XVI: LXXVI)

; the body aim to the room onto the dew as cold as matures our self (XV: LXXVII).

The one who practicing asceticism is with one word his finger pointed become river
the seeds of corn in the entrusted of the farmer (XVI: LXXVIII).

This is the thunderous of chiseler’s bosom be worried behind sharpen on top of knife,
the doors of young shutter open the grasses of shepherd (XVI: LXXIX).

There is no opinion stopped by the sweetheart, the curvature of rainbow
is moved for the flowing of yearning on struggling to meet the destination (XVI: LXXX).

Only woods from the cutting of the stillness’ sword only
releases the understanding, and the body follows the falling off cloud (XVI: LXXXI)

; the gold color of leafs, the branch into the silent room incarnates become the firewood
shines to the eyes of testimony, while the guard pounds the rice plant in the barn
from the remains of night’s searching (XVI: LXXXII).

Performs your bow in prayer, the wings stretch on the ocean
in the galaxy the prayer’s ideas is lanced on age (XVI: LXXXIII).

The flying away fast of realizing strikes the inner heart of sweetheart,
in each stove of romance there is pouch of soul (XVI: LXXXIV).

Peel the corn to be presented to the detail of worship,
be spread over on odor’s altar of midnight, promised to release the sorrow
the age of body is dusty, there is no more old and faded skin meets the death (XVI: LXXXV).

The craziness searches the intact of time; a swing of samurai cut the rain off
makes the soul be drunk on the horrible stage (XVI: LXXXVI).

The dreaming makes the drizzle is in peace, you are powerless in the canvas of sky
in the sunlight have edge on the musing (XVI: LXXXVII).

The rotation of your nervous is pale on the top of time; the sky is passed by the seven door of
mystery, the heart curtain is wiped out by the air- rain of morning, release the white of snow drop onto the face
comforts the sun in the embracing of your enchantment’s bay (XVI: LXXXVIII).

When was born filled the sigh, the colors is scaled, the mankind as tough as the hard
cliff, while the rebelled surge forms the conviction (XVI: LXXXIX).

The jasmine’s sheath spreads out the series of meaning cracks the height of stillness
climbs down the fate, the birds are roaming, its wings are sucked by the tambourine of love (XVI: XC).

Your love runs head over heels be commanded by storm, as far as the strings disentangles
your leaving, don’t make more on the time of adjourn, it’s never guess
in his hand is saved the gold (XVI: XCI).

As white as the honesty of paper on the beach of poets, their sacrifice
appears to come out, gives the hunger in the morning to the pedestrian “with stone’s face” (= has no shame) (XVI: XCII).

The asker is gave by the door of mist, knock his heart with the blown have softly air,
in order that the orchid can be draped around on his neck, takes slowly deep breath (XVI: XCIII).

To the trace of way home, the top of casuarinas trees is swayed by the repeatedly wind,
the stomach of wanderer is clang, take the time of hunger (XVI: XCIV).

Drink the waterfalls of its pain is sweated with revenge,
since from the mountain’s climbing of dark periods (XVI: XCV).

The time is inserted in the fingers, separates the coarse grasses hugs the twilight,
the flower of musing at the horizon of realizing gulps the intention (XVI: XCVI).

Between the echoing of night’s brightness, the wink of prayer on the dancing culminates,
came from your palette to practicing the sketch (XVI: XCVII).

Before the brush of canvas flows the longing, you are called to get
the trouble of mirror, if your poison influences the other sorrow (XVI: XCVIII).

In the pedati of regret aims to the end,
be stricken down by hopeless on the height of creating (XVI: XCIX).

The morning weather hopes the crowds of market are guarded by the wind of prosperity,
the eyes attacks like the broken glass, reflected by the longing of the dew of leafs (XVI: C).

The curled up fingers of the dancer spreads around the enchantment in the curving of softness of
flower, which is saved the sword luster of thinking (XVI: CI).

In the middle of noon, the quiet’s color of sky is cloudy for wanderer,
a bird flies aim to the east with the wings of night (XVI: CII)

; his sweetheart waits for the shriek of calling,
when is picked up the love be reached by the heart of lave (XVI: CIII).

Reaches the valley, your cluster rice field delivers the smell of rice plants,
the odor of wise is pulled repeatedly by the seeker of the superiority (XVI: CIV).

The in passing of your desire is swing around on air’s windows of time’s slapping,
the heart is got by the stars in the comfort nights (XVI: CV).

Caught the rhythm reverse to gathering,
caresses the skin of feeling is trembled on fear (XVI: CVI).

The disease are gone, be cured if
drinks the bile are the men on their world (XVI: CVII).

The twaddle and swearwords are exhausted because of his lips is obsessed by fever,
he has the story about stifles the anger as clear as the lake of soul (XVI: CVIII).

Make it enough in order that is not weighted by loosen in the repent and forswear,
agreed on the birth with limitedness, assembles the stems of periods (XVI: CIX).

The sweet’s smiling is caught by the cracking lips, erases your doubting
folds the thought to find the light aim to the ruins of night (XVI: CX)

; fills the age of memory, alike the river flows on the gravel (XVI: CXI).

Calls the spirit releases the abstract is surrendered, increases the sting of your eyes
be continued to knock loose the bosom, the steep heart of the rock is crash (XVI: CXII).

You look at him as the running man,
when the moon at your side means the details of stars (XVI: CXIII).


Glossary
1. Pedati= traditional cart that is pulled by at least two cows, usually still there is in the villages.



A CENSURE OF GIFT LIGHT, XVII: I - CI
Nurel Javissyarqi

Questions are poured out like a thousand wish have done,
hunts the unreachable, moves halter shelter to find the ideas of lave (XVII: I).

The soul of seeker keeps on flaring, appears from the roots of conviction,
you reflect the face that is sprucing in the mirror, for fastens embed the conviction (XVII: II).

Don’t return the doubting, answers it fully calm and quiet,
it knows your personality more tough, opens the looking is decorated on the night (XVII: III).

The sentence won’t be enough to represent the receiving of the stars,
purely from the height, when you drunk you mesmerize (XVII: IV).

Relieves your soul as like the ground is showered by rainfalls,
equals with the wine is poured out into the cup of honor (XVII: V).

You are thirsty on the sound of romance’s foam overflows into the warm throat,
it’s really gulped until wiped off of the loyal love (XVII: VI).

If you leap up alike a kapok blown by the wind, but who
watches those hurricane? And then who follows its dancing? (XVII: VII).

I am appealed on the song of joy, why does not move out slowly to the front?
Whereas the unadorned also your doubting are too close to my personality (XVII: VIII).

A wanderer on his tropic’s field when the sky opens its eyes,
watches a mob of sheep is sprucing in to the lake (XVII: IX).

Scales the power to estimate the destination,
it is your maturity has the doubting of prejudice (XVII: X).

A traffic bridge of your loyal and mysterious is the wandering
and they allow you because you are the judge among mankind (XVII: XI).

The other side yet you got, therefore sits down and ascertains on the water’s dropping aims to the stone,
the cavity is caused of it suspects on the wildness of the body while reading (XVII: XII).

Be polite on the lips to tell the story about honey or poison,
it didn’t refuse when you strip the secret, if really useful for the searching of purity (XVII: XIII).

Ascertains be got away from the stretching of trap’s nets, because any body
can be jealous, when your dancing follows the flame of the sun follows the time (XVII: XIV).

You are full moon when it is not appearing, and your breath alike the lake
be saved on the preparations, sinks the inner heart into the depth (XVII: XV).

A lotus on the lake, sits down on the blooming of its sheath
to perpetuate your faith, also makes the distant of time as experience,
as long as certain on the time even though the weather is drooping to meet (XVII: XVI).

The unexpected one become your most truly attention
when you bail the water also lifts it up from the depth of well (XVII: XVII).

The flying butterflies are wiped out by the in passing wind,
will it not at tomorrow see in the eye’s conversation? (XVII: XVIII).

Don’t you worry about where will you go, it has the ocean that its tembang reciting is slowly,
you are slapped more than once, why are you still stretching your self? (XVII: XIX).

You are a kind of over tired butterflies, the wings of your light shining is faded,
but the flapping of scholar as bright as its color, caused of the light of logically gift (XVII: XX).

When got deep sleep by the first drunk, you are staggered by the soul more weights,
drawn in the snoring of long dreaming of the matters concerning goods worlds (XVII: XXI).

When the all are left by shadow said, the time for staying similar like
what it is looked alike, while the change is weighted to the times (XVII: XXII).

It is not proper to shout out of the time, be more wisely to go back to the self,
breaks trough the air, don’t make mistaken to sink the ocean of life (XVII: XXIII).

Appeals the cold weather bites the body,
move with a whole of soul, as deep as the silent is colorless (XVII: XXIV)

; its cracking among the slot of stones of longing’s cloud, before be dumped off
onto the beach of real loneliness, the place where the certainty is poured out (XVII: XXV).

Felt so close the truth calls, but doesn’t want to disturb you
because you as mature as the shadow that can change the times (XVII: XXVI)

; the human treads on his personality alike the fallen stars
onto the night admires the cat is stretching after sleep (XVII: XXVII).

Be grateful as long as have the place- time,
and keep in silent, which its weight as pure as your morning’s dew (XVII:XXVIII).

In the same manners as the secret,
it nurses the most mysterious smiling of humanity (XVII: XXIX).

The fortune telling is not to it; it is the strongest supporter
and will be included into the group of looses, if can’t to step away (XVII: XXX).

You are lamur in the eyes of times, your calamity on the war’s preparing
more than its experience, the faith is the only of your helper when everyone is in doubting (XVII: XXXI).

Makes the time as your associate and then the place adapts,
it is screamed in the whispering; I won’t repeat the sentence if you not forget,
the warning from a crossing wood as obstacle for the boat’s moving (XVII: XXXII).

Passes over it after knew the flowing get trough
and I love the braves’ men (XVII: XXXIII).

All entire of the world watch your choice, be careful to stare,
the female cat is slept tight, become the waiter butterfly
stuck its feet on the wall from wood (XVII: XXXIV).

When awaked, accost it in order that they won’t disappointed stingingly,
the butterflies are chasing each other without obsessed, and the human call it as romance,
the pain perpetuates the love, but they mention as tragedy (XVII: XXXV).

How beautiful is the young leaf absorbs the lights
when they stand on the stage (XVII: XXXVI).

The hen protect its baby fully lave
when the eagle peep at them, and it berates for peace (XVII: XXXVII).

You knew the meaning of responsibility coloring the personality; you know it with paint,
the palette be friendly on the canvas, so excited and also at same time annoyed (XVII: XXXVIII).

If you are Ratu Sima, takes the famous of your Jalukencana, you are the delegation of
Kalinggapura, where justice as the cane of controls (XVII: XXXIX).

At the lake Jimbung, the water source of ancient’s grace,
wander birds tether their selves, scoops up the around purity,
become joyfully of shaded, in the wrestling of independence’s soul (XVII: XL).

Sit down on the black stones, your sweetheart is swimming; the gold fish among the others,
you are absolutely understood, which star is most favorite in the heart (XVII: XLI).

The temple Abang as the testimony that all are passed measures the sensitivity, the bird Srigunting
stretches its wing on the height, when the drizzle of destiny are accosting (XVII: XLI).

You are a fragrant of khantil on the leaf of ear of soul’s marrying,
your love stretches the Java island until Swarnadwipa (XVII: XLII ).

When the birthday of the palace, you threw the coin together with the yellow rice
a whole park’s flower, then folk cleared the streets for you,
be smiled to wait for the coming of times (XVII: XLIII).

Some day a pair of bride was getting into the wedding,
on account of their poorness the male bride couldn’t give the bride price,
you were really have noble character to give the purse Yatrakencana,
your gift were high valued for the folks,
for the one who watched it were commotion when looking at it (XVII: XLV).

With the money Kepeng, the trades were increasing at the markets,
you influenced the army with your lovely mysterious smiling (XVII: XLVI).

The willing to rule is the rule own self,
the willing is the spirit of power, and the power reach trough the willing (XVII: XLVII).

Trough the smiling, you judge the prince Kumudasari whom stole the gold in the temple
Tirta Sarira, whom visited the perdikan land of Karang Tumaritis, alike
the breath blown in- out, in your brain whom smoothes out the situation (XVII: XLVIII).

They are washed away by your policy whom allowed the land of elder be lived in by
echoing praise, until the human’s soul follows the times is tired to mean it (XVII: XLIX).

You are the door of odor allows sincerely the vegetables at your garden be picked up by the poor people,
your folks is commotion with pretty eyes on the temple Bima (XVII: L).

Your generosity is the source of immortality; your glory dress is green
that covered by the feathers of the bird Cendrawasih, same with dweller’s fairy of temple Ijo (XVII: LI).

The splendor sometimes shamefully foolish,
doesn’t the shy and proud are closely as if the inner heart and natural appetite? (XVII: LII).

The grasses fells eerie to guess on the supposition of the human world,
the beloved mother from the tributary of life without restraints (XVII: LIII).

The mist settles, the softness and generous of air blown is touched with the grasses,
over here the wishes are forever, won’t regret the decision (XVII: LIV).

It doesn’t command you to sit in front of the Venus, alike the people of
Babylonia, the one who throws the coin makes you the sacrifice (XVII: LV).

It is alone in the theatrical of world’s big vision, and
all problem are seen in the echoing of great and glory musical (XVII: LVI).

How much ever that is the price of your beauty, it will exchange with the reincarnation of eternality
be commanded by your bent fingers to show the very brightly roads (XVII: LVII).

Your love’s steps are unaccounted until the feet are staggered,
be hoped on its shadow follows your young ages, spellbound by the poem of attractiving (XVII: LVIII).

You won’t mind to bail onto the old town that piles the history,
the memory shows up the conviction (XVII: LIX).

It brings the supplies you gave, on the contrary takes good care of on what it left!
Don’t wait the exceedingly roaring, in order to the steps are not stumbled on the stones (XVII: LX).

Be polite to hear the prayer sending; don’t be shy at near it only
standstill, alike your dugout is too expensive, or is it true that cold? (XVII: LXI).

Doesn’t the sincerity is more comfort and you are the tough women refuse the dreaming,
means the smiling of unpredicted hope (XVII: LXII).

It knew you are the best woman was born by the world from the disentangling of heavy rainfall,
your crying drops the sins of history in the middle of struggling (XVII: LXIII).

It waits until the quiet times are enough to represent (XVII: LXIV).

The desire of mysteriousness keeper climbs to get the top,
gets the lake with its fishes, bring his breath to come closer (XVII: LXV).

The whispering of sky sends the silent home from the predicted front,
the questions are really weight into the soul (XVII: LXVI).

The savanna of his soul is overwhelmed by sadness on the possibility of secret,
doesn’t buy a piece of dress with the size of emptiness? (XVII: LXVII).

You said, fight first alike a mob of wolf
be seized the bones, because the peace has no price, and doesn’t want to buy it
unless for the cowards, alas the great well manner of human kind (XVII: LXVIII).

He is on the highest rock cape, while the wave of the ocean was very far distant
below, you were crab whom is dumped off without passion to wade back again (XVII: LXIX).

The flesh of imprisoned one dry be trapped by the sun’s stinging,
and will be as the food for the ants for later (XVII: LXX).

Accounts on the sighing surge, in several times are small wave,
and at once time the wavelength be bigger, this is the rotation of times,
the days have name, the biggest wave is called as the days of sacred (XVII: LXXI).

You go back there after from the beach,
when get boring, please be hurry to meet the inheriting (XVII: LXXII).

Doesn’t the willing similar like the master enslave to his slave,
try to be loyal and then say; I convince you (XVII: LXXIII).

It understood to the students wait for the calling of the deepest
but the flaring up of yearning never be ended (XVII: LXXIV).

Its wings touch the lips of firmament, the kids miss their mother, but it is the mother of
any anger, the blind love stirs up. Is this the adults? (XVII: LXXV).

Running on the seashore, the surge also the grains of sand are friendly in the heart,
it take with the white splashing, the most sacred foam searches and finds the certainty (XVII: LXXVI).

Would you like to be the stuff of the most specific lesson?
When you are it self, doesn’t know the other except you your self (XVII: LXXVII).

The shadow of sunless is cut off, but who underestimates the secret?
As the form of your innocence for their stupidity (XVII: LXXVIII).

You seen so comfort
if do not give the sitting place for them (XVII: LXXIX).

The one who thought up something come to you, as calm as the conviction is not lessen
your supplies, on the contrary is add it, when the time is come (XVII: LXXX).

The one who lost into the strange town, the injure swelling caused by fall,
after passed the challenged steep road more than usual (XVII: LXXXI).

It gives the tired, therefore receive the food is performed,
it shares the thirsty more than before, therefore gulps the pressing from the young tamarind’s fruit (XVII: LXXXII).

It nurses the body of hesitation, piles the flattery in the wanderer’s musing,
the engross heart is realized by stillness (XVII: LXXXIII).

The one who fixes the road are not know yet where it goes, for the one who ever
passed it only understood how far in kilometers feels the perspiration (XVII: LXXXIV).

Is this your waiting? Too late but not mentioned as uselessness,
understands on the fisherman waits to get the fishes (XVII: LXXXV).

The sound of drum broad daylight associates the war, stabs
the dark space of foam, be drunken falls leafs of the cloud off (XVII: LXXXVI).

Is this the way to keep the promise in poet’s world? It will be big traumatic,
falls the imitation teeth off, the jaw filling (XVII: LXXXVII).

What else will be survived? Expands the goal blossoms the flower
be touched, be obey to shower your well manner passion (XVII: LXXXVIII).

It does alike the water flows from the height,
the words about the only way (XVII: LXXXIX).

The hesitation is fully, the doubting is absolutely,
enjoys to the suffer jumps up and down of the free soul (XVII: XC).

After the valley of inner heart’s rice field is thirsty, the mysteriousness is fertile from the strings
are isolated, the unpredicted willing carries your heartbeats (XVII: XCI).

This is the poem moved back and forth since it was born, makes you be powerful to flap the wings,
your beak are sharpened by the rock corral, picks the seeds up of the wanderer’s meaning one by one (XVII: XCII).

Teach the children to fly from the branch onto the soul’s vision,
gulps, when the lake perform the peace greeting of eyes (XVII: XCIII).

On the height of rock corral, the stalks spiral upward to the cloud,
its leaf are joyfully to leave the dew for the same kind of human’s teaching (XVII: XCIV).

The time’s collected passionate the enthusiasm desire,
the roaring beats onto the room of dumb, the screaming of heart in sadness (XVII: XCV).

You get the unusual foreboding of consciousness; whispers on the times ever exist,
Before just looked as the flaring form, and then is mentioned as the brave one, the spirits were born (XVII: XCVI).

In its personality doesn’t need for the existing of the advice, because had stored the advisement,
while the one who is still counting the doubt, his steps are stumbled over (XVII: XCVII).

The spirits of the brave men are enough, not less in the silent,
his instinct to have the king’s throne, his soul is alike the thousand of wind culminates (XVII: XCVIII).

Doesn’t the wanderer is a receiver alike the rock? Giver alike the wave,
and understands on the earthquake and the storm of his soul to mature the love and lave (XVII: XCIX).

The torn of coarse grasses still remain the blood of past times
and it is not really dry and frozen, the dew at those mornings (XVII: C).

When your lips are wiped by the wind of ocean, your forehead is rock cape onto the small and cute horizon of
longing, as far as the surges takes your boat onto the island of the sun (XVII: CI).


Glossary
1. Lamur= toke from Javanese which mean the dew of grasses and the evaporating of the ground in the morning.
2. Jalu kencana= took from Javanese which means golden cock’s spur.
3. Yatrakencana= took from Javanese which means golden money long times ago.
4. Kepeng= a kind of numerical money at long times ago like the colonialist times in Indonesia.
5. Perdikan= freed from payment of taxes (in villages) as result of assuming some burden or responsibility.
6. Cendrawasih= a kind of bird.
7. Ijo= took from Javanese which mean green.



BIRTHLAND OF PERIOD, XVIII: I - CXXVII
Nurel Javissyarqi

The time much more busy is took to go to the top of mist of light,
but your days, still spells the units of alphabet (XVIII: I).

It shies before you sit on the stones,
therefore visits into the pool, in order to meet the superior calamity (XVIII: II).

The wind wipes on you with its rotation to harrow the journey
and the night’s drum gives the tetembangan (plural form of tembang) (XVIII: III).

The morning was born nursed by the stillness air of grass’s tips,
the curve of pretty eyes are closed, opens the whole vision (XVIII: IV).

The spirit arrests the visiting, scatters the light onto the ground,
the weather of dry season howls- overwhelms, and the level of water is poured out (XVIII: V).

Who counterfeits the wandering, will be empty in the court,
mentioned that the foam of the very spaciously is the unknown rooms (XVIII: VI).

The sparrow is made the nest on the brittle pole of the conqueror (XVIII: VII).

There are no leafs singing, the drizzle approaches to the wilted, step on
the birth land of time, perpetuates the rukuk of wisdom’s filling (XVIII: VIII).

The sounds are fragranced by the air passes by the stalks, the swaying of sheaths
of flower fasten the prayer circling, until absolutely wiped off of the loyal love (XVIII: IX).

The flowers are scattered around onto the corner of prayer service’s room,
and every body are ride on their own done (XVIII: X).

Moves the soul, broods the meaning of loyal (XVIII: XI).

The stones break the aorta, the feet steps aims to the hills,
the fame is scaled by the desire, pours out the kendi in the journey,
and pulled out the arc from the mother of joy and sorrow’s shrieking (XVIII: XII).

If there is the tactics for war obviously press, the breath of exiled old bottle are saved,
while the hands reach the sky of rain which falling into an embracing of world of
the truth smiling sincerity, should be at the middle of desert make a love of peace (XVIII: XIII).

The ballad of yearning bows its face onto the ground,
the tinkling of water source washes the souls (XVIII: XIV).

Where are the one who not adult yet going, are they hiding or running?
Doesn’t it much fresher to dance alike the grasses sing the morning (XVIII: XV).

Isn’t the rhythm imprisoned in the jail of disappointed,
therefore pass the border of that street (XVIII: XVI).

When watch to the lake, his face is poured out of shame,
the water is dropped from the taro’s leaf is cracked to agree (XVIII: XVII).

The women cut the period’s ear off which if perhaps deaf,
trough the dancing of palette on the sickly canvas (XVIII: XVIII).

Don’t cut off of your vocal’s chord before crack the ancient’s glasses, gives
the spirit into the air, which will be accepted by the students of universe for later (XVIII: XIX).

The heron flies over and surrounding on the temple and be perched onto the pint of stupa, its visiting
learns about the procession of history, the sweat boils its glorify is guarded (XVIII: XX).

Be with it won’t confuse, also had cleared enough for the sediment of awareness,
that is confused washed by the adults, the monument of nature are opened (XVIII: XXI).

The hesitation of cloud is tie off and be heavy rain fell, the dancing of bamboo’s leafs
exterminates, retraces the curvature of your twilight (XVIII: XXII).

Watches the game on the beach no more than tired thousand surges,
the craziness felt shallow (XVIII: XXIII).

There is the seriously flapping muse about the nervous, the winds are rotated
increases onto the end of anvil, and then flies away fast (XVIII: XXIV).

The form of lance is threw onto the target, the opening of consciousness of
river’s current to flow, doesn’t aim to the jungle of arrogance (XVIII: XXV).

Was it trough your feet? Bring the news of the dropping leafs off,
the stems follow your polite conviction (XVIII: XXVI).

The one who has the burden of love; don’t stop your desire to destroy the skin
before the angel’s hatched from the eggs of ostrich (XVIII: XXVII).

Remember, the most powerful flattery is came from the most attractive weather of yearning,
you really wait for the attending of intimately embracing (XVIII: XXVIII).

The top of your fear is the closing of eyes, whereas be winked
only, the shadow is gone to follow the lightning of strong will striking (XVIII: XXIX).

Don’t dump your soul off by the swinging disturbs the under pressing aware,
be in trapped by the weak cracking, by the drizzle approaches the before and the after (XVIII: XXX).

And the summit of leafs knows about the change trough the air of thinking (XVIII: XXXI).

Develop the field of flatter to entertain, your really servicing (XVIII: XXXII).

Ride the top of patient before the twilight visits onto the branch of acacia,
the sun of twilight is stabbed by the torn similar like the honeybee in the nest of times (XVIII: XXXIII).

Doesn’t the twilight and the dawn are seen charming in every periods?
Your tired fully meaning, alike the eagle’s eyes that as strong as the coffee (XVIII: XXXIV).

The essence droops the womb, be deep sleep at the rib’s chipped, fast sleep be guarded by the resoluteness,
be shocked by the nervous composes the depressed, enters the wrapper of secrets (XVIII: XXXV).

Its love opens the curtain of awareness,
talked about the tied ropes misses the calling (XVIII: XXXVI).

The charm smiling of your seethed quiet, the mosses are peeled off by the trip on the stones,
before the soul is forgot by the time’s logical reasoning of your age flowing (XVIII: XXXVII).

The sweet fruits of silent on its tree, waits to be drop off onto the river of meeting,
the prayer is not cured yet, its love is still in the loyal to wait (XVIII: XXXVIII).

The morning calls the self, a hang down of angel’s hair of crimson fragrances,
the holy ballads story about the copulation of genuine (XVIII: XXXIX).

The full moon takes its gown off at the slept night, at last
the reception pass the cloud’s dancing chisels the tale (XVIII: XL).

Be submerged in the lake, the humming of color breaks trough the light,
the hairs of casuarinas sends the news about the position of destination,
follows the possibility of comes or waits (XVIII: XLI).

The waterfalls destroys the stones, tiredly stagnates to flow to the rice fields,
to the rice barn won’t be spared of the memory on the handle of musing (XVIII: XLII).

When the small sediment wakens the big shadow is stabbed by the yearning that very
far away, the steps are not disturbed even though by the softness (XVIII: XLIII).

The intention’s handing can get something to rely on, the sands are scattered out from
the restoring pot, but why, you as heavy as poison’s lips of the women (XVIII: XLIV).

Then who whispers the words, only the satisfied weak one forgets on the purpose,
the thickness of cloud slackens his spirit, whereas the color of rainbow in the lantern (XVIII: XLV).

Don’t blow it up until extinguished, let the wick of lightless is dying
which its light approaches to the door of morning (XVIII: XLVI).

Indeed enjoys on the student’s lips sucks the soul aims to the narrow and long path of entire universe (XVIII: XLVII).

The princess of wind dances the curvature of bamboo that its rhyme soars to the ear of
the one who yearns for, the cleanness of lake’s reflection controls the eye’s mirror (XVIII: XLVIII).

Invite along your inner heart’s wings to flap flying, as far as the desire pierces the result of
endures the awareness, even the mist of fate does not as bright as the noon (XVIII: XLIX).

The echo of your night’s sound goes far away from the tread of cold at the old hill,
reads the address of sky together with the burden on the shoulder of loyal love to be sacred (XVIII: L).

Listens to the tembang of worship in the heart ever born (XVIII: LI).

Visits in the current of cleaning, be hoped as soft as the snow of inner heart,
looks at the boy forgets the times, on the street of the sun visits the sincerity,
the hesitation are testified, onto the bitter nights that made you tired (XVIII: LII).

To the noon nurses the consciousness of top fingers spouts the power of clear
retraces the meeting, similar like picks up the mango’s fruit at the different garden (XVIII: LIII).

At the height the swishing of wind are changed over more than once, the army rides on the horse,
but why are you instead in deep sleeping, more over than the unawareness (XVIII: LIV).

When waked up is already on the top mountain of leafy trees, and
the reflection of shadow talks about the heart of someone (XVIII: LV).

So comfort after the complaint penetrated into
the heart be threw by dreaming, be cures in the embracing of night (XVIII: LVI).

The sleepy in the middle of un account steps, as far as the clouds drawn out
grimaces the dawn’s embracing, gives the greeting to the chirp of weaverbird,
the dewy leafs of bamboo are blown by the thousand barongan (XVIII: LVII).

Don’t be satisfied enough when it shares the judgment,
the nature pours out the feeling smelts the dust onto the air (XVIII: LVIII).

The wind makes leafs be in traveling aim to the corner of twilight,
complies with the shriek of your love and lave opens the long and slender neck of women,
be touched by the seriousness is poured out trough the tired for of course (XVIII: LIX).

The birth of the baby fulfills the longing of full moon,
alike the wishes to pick up the star, on the hand of first consciousness (XVIII: LX).

The firstly of grasses on the dry land under the moving cloud
gives the attention, the one who are become silent be able to account the smelling (XVIII: LXI).

Alas the blessed people, be seethed in the stove of sun, the color of
rotation is coming out from the warangka, the splashing of logical reasoning like a word off of the sharply end of the women’s lips (XVIII: LXII).

You presumed that twilight is the ripe of flaring; the tight of your looking visits the loneliness,
swing your sword also eat the flesh of your enemy that is carelessness (XVIII: LXIII).

The carcass birds similar like the stars,
and the horse tracks of the soldiers, destroys the nervous (XVIII: LXIV).

At the coarse grasses field of war, the shrieking cracks at the side of shamefully darkness,
invites along to the wounded clouds, the wanderer feels on the poignancy of rainfall and storms (XVIII: LXV).

The long of dry season overwhelms, the tear’s spreading of the widow becomes a legend,
the flute of shepherd is crushed by the body can’t make sound (XVIII: LXVI).

The hatched of ostrich’s eggs are in accordance with the season of change,
a destiny of period is changed accompanied by the wind of signer (XVIII: LXVII).

The black ink flows the tale
onto the cape of rock’s hill from the wave’s struggling (XVIII: LXVIII).

It’s nothing else than about expanding the power, become adult opens the secret,
and then the knowledge is lost in wild way, the left one is just the wise (XVIII: LXIX).

Its love visits the soldiers whom have fire arrow as their weapons
flies away the eyes looking to anesthetize, the light of life explode gently (XVIII: LXX).

The sharpness of men’s body which have copper skin, be matured by the flashing of twilight
and the night heats the meat’s membrane of trees, be pulled by it the air of
teenager, be handed on the stillness to approach to the height (XVIII: LXXI).

The putrid of blood is washed by seven kinds of flower, performs the inner self and outer world of
Nervous, be hoped to be collected in the sacred of life’s wish (XVIII: LXXII).

Does like this be in the mortar, alike cow in the smoke of burnt straw,
every kind of prayer aims to the sky of perspiration, is give up and surrender our self as the only way (XVIII: LXXIII).

Drops the seeds onto the garden, the feet drags the step,
it is tethered by inner heart to blossom the lotus on the middle of lake (XVII: LXXIV).

The stones are bathed by the mountain’s water, leafs are washed away by the secret’s passion, it
fastens the sucking of time, the very starving of stomach in the country of honesty (XVIII: LXXV).

Until onto the blue sky, the clouds leave its remains to be wiped off,
and then the mist drops the twilight at the veranda of formation’s hill (XVIII: LXXVI).

The night’s screen is noisy crowded by the dancer of the lamp; the prosperity is standing still to
watch, the hesitation is gone in the depth of embrace tightly bosom (XVIII: LXXVII).

Flaps the bat as a line of the seen moon to, you are granted by its charming,
the branch with stems are fall the leafs off, be budding in the rainy season (XVIII: LXXVIII).

The nature with the greeting on shadow waits for the opening of love heart’s curtain,
be awaked in along of command words to carry the night’s calling (XVIII: LXXIX).

You are waiting for the stealthy flashing of the dream, don’t you remember on the first meeting,
when together with the wafted body is influenced by romance (XVIII: LXXX).

The surge aims to the beach in the sleepy of mother carries you on the arm, the swaying in the arm of
peace, the heart’s softness is more friendly, the sharp complain of memory (XVIII: LXXXI).

Has attitude be pride on the stupidity, the position of arrogance on its place, the understanding
is not exactly like what its means, the element of its hot as strong as the licking snick’s tongue (XVIII: LXXXII).

This visiting is more mean, even doesn’t care on the in passing wind of sulfur,
the breath’s taking of relieve from the yearning’s burden of flower’s smell, the mysteriousness of wanderer’s street,
and the times enter the various seasons (XVIII: LXXXIII).

Your meeting is the wings of soul flaps,
alike surge unites breezily onto the seashore’s conversation (XVIII: LXXXIV).

Suddenly the loyal tear be unexpected to welled up, remember onto
the overflowing of love with the whole sobbing of firmness (XVIII: LXXXV).

Leaps over the stones on the opponent street,
the gravels are singing, the feet are bleeding, be stumbled and realized on the union society (XVIII: LXXXVI).

The farmers lead the river’s flowing aims to the visiting place of peace,
this is the residing of your sea beautifying the yearning of sky (XVIII: LXXXVII).

The air blown of flutes playing aims to the mountain’s side asks the all kind of plant, creeps
the yellowish slope, the stairs of the rice field cluster of the manner (XVIII: LXXXVIII).

Is this the grade of times nurses the humming of God lines?
Are there more beauty way to embrace the knowledge? (XVIII: LXXXIX).

Read on the union society is not chased away by the storm of forget, the tubers in sack
be carried by farmers on their shoulder, washes the perspiration after the air are friendly with the cloud (XVIII: XC).

He is looking at the sky, the sun touches profoundly onto his back,
beats on your curl’s hair dries your broken heart out (XVIII: XCI).

Takes good care of the breath of thanksgiving ceremony performed by the farmers or fisherman throws the nets of beach’s winds
onto the steep rock, before finally the heart is satisfied to be submitted (XVIII: XCII).

The weather of night pulls the memory, retraces the silent of joy’s village,
waits for the drizzle falling to wake up the awareness of nervous (XVIII: XCIII).

The air of morning is passed by the bright of sun to warm the hinge,
the pores are wiped by the bottom part of odor to cause to feel eerie into the aorta (XVIII: XCIV).

The wine pours the inner heart out on the gripping of nervous be possessed by afraid,
the happiness is stolen, nothing more be done of said the truth except felt falling (XVIII: XCV).

The sleepy bud of mortar is visited by the thirsty to pour out the depression,
be sailed away aims to the island of sun, won’t die if keep the promise (XVIII: XCVI).

Leaves the free air aim to the small cage, the restraints in the heart is snared by the love (XVIII: XCVII).

The tembangs of stars at the curvature of crescent moon in your fingers, the ants
at the bits of cup want to drink but be afraid to fall down in to it, get out the lips will be thirsty (XVIII: XCVIII).

He walks on the paper glares the looking to find the birth,
the cloud is decorated with white and the blue of sky crouches to fly (XVIII: XCIX).

The air meets the branch to solve the souls aims to you,
be spelled by flying pigeon intrudes aim to the shaded nest (XVIII: C).

Give the times for breathing, the billowing in the cup of white cloud
as sharp as the pen writes about the body of dust, puts the hesitation to lie down (XVIII: CI).

The wind supports the river’s flowing, the groans of surge aims to the seashore,
flops the cloud lunges into the souls (XVIII: CII).

It creates the words from the strings of separated foam, just left to hang
and finally be forgotten, and the rock are startled what it say for? (XVIII: CIII).

Grows among the slots of stones, hopes on the warm light of the sun after slept by night,
shines onto leafs, the dew falls off the cloud flies, with ride on the periods (XVIII: CIV).

Add the beginning of destination become thicker, be collected on the thickness is supported by the air of alliance,
the soul crosses the sea of lightless, the tinkling blends over on kendang (XVIII: CV).

The blood of love is poured out to penetrate, the bamboo’s fiber infiltrates into your flesh,
the bitter overwhelms into the stove, has fire tongue to burn the veins of musing (XVIII: CVI).

Waits for the melting of volcano, pours out the lava of logical reasoning dries
the trees up, and the scattering of stars recognizes the unveil moon (XVIII: CVII).

The clean of stillness mirror is storied about the crazy about
among the night dissolves the light of the noon (XVIII: CVIII).

Withdraws at the shaded of cloud when your heart is laying the shadow down,
and I leave this notes in the holy world of memory (XVIII: CIX).

The spiders are forced to throw the strings of rain, the stingingly is swallowed by the looking
circles around onto the point of conviction of the shadow, the light means the vibrating (XVIII: CX).

The movement of butterflies wings are possessed by the fragrant of flower flaps aim to the park,
wafts to release the silent slowly, goes upward silently of staggered mist of
a kapok, in the royal bed misses the dry seasons (XVIII: CXI).

Blown by the lightly air to move to the presence of gravity, the place of wet grasses of
the freshmen’s dew, creeps the full moon to shine the impressed night (XVIII: CXII).

The glow worm are talked with eyes in the kissing of deepest dark, alas the seizure of
eyes, the flame moves be in trapped by the feeling of whole, meditates in the devout room,
accounts on the stems at the branches reaches the beginning (XVIII: CXIII).

The dropping of tear passes over the sadness of residence’s isthmus,
absorbs into the wetland, its falling are received by the receptacle (XVIII: CXIV).

It is the time to come down of the generosity of doubt, pours because of
the freshmen is lost, therefore stirs up the tired in the cup of decider (XVIII: CXV).

The times are chewed by the attractive lips of seriousness gives the smiling,
the sky aims to the ocean, who is get down sadly in the middle wind of yearning,
the inner heart is motivated to sail and wander (XVIII: CXVI).

The night approaches to the dark,
has saved the silent of shadow unites with a breaking glass of darkness (XVIII: CXVII).

The alliance is poured out, the striping by the palm leaf rib and the coffee as ink,
when approves on the stones piled incarnates become the wall of temple (XVIII: CXVIII).

The stillness is sopping wet and its heat is molten, be droved by the season of a word of life
to survive, takes the body buries the age of periods in to the earth (XVIII: CXIX).

Releases the usual habitual activity to visit the ancient’s place,
for the sound of love and lave won’t be disappeared uselessly (XVIII: CXX).

The calling of silent are chased by the drunken by wine of ancestor
as old as the dreams is remained for real from the hoping of desperation (XVIII: CXXI).

The releasing of echoing words since from the jail of fingers,
collects the stars to leave the trap of dreams (XVIII: CXXII).

The intimate ballad shows the loyal fragment to be listened, firstly is walk along on the tembang
and then be visited on the quiet trace of prickly flowers,
the forever place for pure sorrow (XVIII: CXXIII).

Receives the loyalty to accompany at the tired hunting,
aims to the mount of wayang until the blencong of the sun (XVIII: CXXIV).

When will you pay your owe? Don’t spell the promise to hope for helping,
learns to endure the intention, the joyfully accompanies the pure of spirit (XVIII: CXXV).

Be hurry up in order that the dusts are flying over, the one who weighted is the depressed ghost,
therefore understands on the steps for the point of awakens (XVIII: CXXVI).

The savior of doubt while be shy, keeps be in loyal to recite the tembang of
silent, even though is token by the flattery in the royal bed, doesn’t changed (XVIII: CXXVII).


Glossary
1. Rukuk= deep bow from the waist during prayer ritual.
2. Barongan= took from Javanese which mean the jungle that only have bamboos as its trees.
3. Kendang= a kind of drum that usually use for music Dangdut.
4. Wayang=shadow play with leather puppets often dramatizing themes from Hindu epics.
5. Blencong=oil lamps used in wayang performance that symbolizing of the sun.



SOLID OF SPACE- TIME, XIX: I - XC
Nurel Javissyarqi

Your personality is gone in the struggling of feeling, when the wind assaults
to collect the cloud of hesitation, be paid out by the gravity of the earth’s kite to cruise (XIX: I).

Before sunset be in throng embraces for kiss to the robe of reddish,
there is the one gives the cup contained with honey, performs the cup fully tear,
that is the good looking of face above the height of your obedience to make love and lave (XIX: II).

The maghrib closes the twilight, the rainfall alike the intimate’s groan, the smiling is in harmony
unites the trembling bosom, as big as the nursed yearning (XIX: III).

Blesses your journey when the drizzle is in courage on thousands of sweats,
the sentences are spread around alike the scattering of spring season’s coconut tree’s flower (XIX: IV).

Enjoy the rearing of soaking wet infiltrates
trough the ditches of your inner hearts to fertile the plant (XIX: V).

Your consideration gives or postpones its condition
establishes your hoping together with the song of tropic be into green (XIX: VI).

Footprint on the wetland of slope of heart, heard about
the complaining of your past pounds on the back of gray sky (XIX: VII).

Your ballad dwells in the valley from the height of the town of casuarinas,
the light of full moon folds the drizzle to stretch the stars (XIX: VIII).

Your doubting is approaching into disappear, your vision understands about the essence (XIX: IX).

The secret of love and lave shadow, as far as the staring of softness
as deep as the understanding, about feels the sucking lips of loneliness (XIX: X).

The one who visits the sweetheart by unsteady steps,
climbs up weakly to find the face of basic (XIX: XI).

When the sun rises, it is holding on the tree while smile
feels the warm embracing of your aware when is not completely (XIX: XII).

The one who always feels over on the emptiness, keep it trough even the rain
imprisons the senses, and releases your soul to manifest (XIX: XIII).

The rain’s water raises seedling onto the earth as the most silent womb,
the insect’s singing visits the mountain’s side that is same age with the south’s hill
which recites the surge aims to the beach every night (XIX: XIV).

Should be until the summits of night of the flower’s waiting,
sees the sheaths are blossoming, by the ruins of mist of the reddish aim to orange’s dawn (XIX: XV).

The sun rises in luxury, arrests the spread out area of the great east,
there is imagery in every movement of human attends the exist (XIX: XVI).

Together with the era drags the foot’s step upon the ocean,
the splashing surge perpetuates the foam makes salt,
as fast as the prayer’s pouring in the passionate bosom (XIX: XVII).

The grains of sand on the beach, contemplation as clean as the glass evaporates,
and the fingers of air caress the forehead of your heart is evaporated on the yearning (XIX: XVIII).

The ocean of awareness is balanced, all lesson about the coming of cloud
brings the screaming about a life of love’s body, boils the life (XIX: XIX).

When realize the vision, enters into the room of heart,
the only one is flopped become so many details of another life (XIX: XX).

Alike the flapping of flying white ant, the heart is beating the veins are squeaking,
rocks the small and cute wings, be molten into the light of lantern (XIX: XXI).

Your eyeballs are so overripe when looking at,
the teeth are seen so white when, the smiling is hoped (XIX: XXII).

The pollen of nature lulls the fresh crying,
the created of love is revolved on the center of lave (XIX: XXIII).

Really seen the similar face, the shadow of sweetheart’s eyes in the cage of eyes,
waits for the time and place of birth, or be kilt to smell the aroma of Cambodia (XIX: XXIV).

The whispering of the light in her bosom, the angels decorate her eyes with glistening to eyelids,
a flower invites along aim to the park of mist to imagine the times (XIX: XXV).

She almost has the attitude of unusual hesitation, when her fears are embraced (XIX: XXVI).

The one who makes her to come is because of the power expands like ocean,
her awareness is being hot, as far as the stretching of beach’s sands (XIX: XXVII).

In the reality makes the self become so tired,
follows the way of accounting in front of human’s mirror (XIX: XXVIII).

The one who has temper like jasmine, the sheaths fragrance to be loyal to the stalk,
the flower won’t lose its fragrant in the white flirt (XIX: XXIX).

An apple on the table, a handful of date palm fruit to break the fasting,
there is the freshmen of zam-zam water in the stomach after fasting (XIX: XXX).

The ballad of cloud alike painting is not boring,
always moves attractively in every looking (XIX: XXXI).

The children gives the smiling around, the girls are in-group
talks about your handsome, be complied on the earth be exalted in the empire of
the sky, also is respected by a thousand bright light of the sun (XIX: XXXII).

You are in throngs passes over the gatekeeper,
enlivening the square of certainty in the day of testimony (XIX: XXXIII).

Leaves the legend to be hurry the musing passes over the night of guerilla
to polish the place of time, as far as the submission perpetuates the essence of feeling (XIX: XXXIV).

Odor centuries arrests the flapping of created spirit, don’t put the reasoning,
the believing is scattered on the world’s surface, for learns to find the essence (XIX: XXXV).

Its height beyond the leagues, and be exalted as the messenger,
give the way for the wanderer, by loving it with a whole thirsty of soul (XIX: XXXVI).

It shares the payments, the peace of heart the calamity of soul,
because the letting go of love, for the way aims to the beloved (XIX: XXXVII).

The sign of bending over to arrange the book of history’s witnesses,
is token by the easiness of student to kiss sekar kedaton (38).

For the sake of more willing on the body- soul rested to strengthen the age’s limit,
the pains is fevering, also sleepy lightens the spirit to wander (XIX: XXXIX).

Stories about the eternality, flies the soul in the depth of night (XIX: XL).

Pronouncements on the height of awareness (XIX: XLI).

Forever in the grandeur conversation,
teaches how to fly the wings of inner heart loves
and who is ignored on the calling, negligent of independence attitude (XIX: XLII).

It passionate to see the boys is crazy about it,
which in every days presents the odor of worship from the park of dreams,
its identity is useful for the one who are not have loyalty even though just a bit from the beginning (XIX: XLIII).

The intact is completed by the mysteriousness understands more- less of it,
the arrogance is die, the last time was born had source on the power of sincerity (XIX: XLIV).

The spider’s nest similar like trap’s nets scatters the magnet,
comes to the unadorned also the pleasure of soul’s desire (XIX: XLV).

This is the game of swinging; alike the dancer of rope is swayed,
the spout of her soul moved by it self, aims to the limit of power of the earth’s core (XIX: XLVI).

The essence spirit of science, the essence spirit of revolution,
so comfort among the tembangs of coloring (XIX: XLVII).

Where ever hides, still in the limit of its capturing,
the uncomforted in front of the light, gets the shadow is trembling (XIX: XLVIII).

Floats on the ocean of steam, the butterflies are dancing to breathe the vase of heart,
kissed on the poem be determined by the intention on the breaths (XIX: XLIX).

Read it indeed to realize the self-bridge, because of there is no science
be directly decided, the time of firmness are wised receives the peace (XIX: L).

Doesn’t the hesitation are created after understood,
but the staring of wisdom from learns the mistaken (XIX: LI).

Had known long time ago at the sky of secret follows the times,
attends to flatter the cloud, be brushed against with the top of thousands casuarinas (XIX: LII).

Your honor reads the grains of dew; the grains of sand that like gold,
when your humanity, steps down the beach of universe’s mist of the heart (XIX: LIII).

The one who keeps his promise is gave beauty island,
be decorated by the trees of policy, the noble stone with arranged on the value (XIX: LIV).

Before beat the slab, be patient to heat the time, be shy
to mature the hidden, the everlasting feelings in the soul miss the peace (XIX: LV).

Had not met yet the sweet of feeling, the busyness or do nothing,
stretches the wings stratified with prayer, blows the willing of freedom (XIX: LVI).

At least you can sell the supplies if you running out at the middle of journey,
but how can the happening are similar, in the same town but different times? (XIX: LVII).

The one who approaches quietly more friendly, this is the honest truly without
very elegant profit, doesn’t powdered on the dreaming to translate the self (XIX: LVIII).

Calls with the whole glorious yearning, white-flying insects grows the new wings,
which its life in so many times are sprawled face up all over by the wish (XIX: LIX).

It gives the depth with really have wings to approach onto the flame of lamp,
makes love in the height, alike the cloud be heated by the campfire (XIX: LX).

The most of them are blind because be inpatient also unrealized,
about the cloud that can blind the eyes (XIX: LXI).

It restraint the passion in the repent and forswear, the instinct become adult
is the one of several stairs from the grade (XIX: LXII).

Gives more for the watcher of corner of prayer service’s room, the planets
similar like the hanged stones, a half of you admires on the rowing of stars (XIX: LXIII).

It hates the narrow mindedness, won’t interested on proudest, because it will
give the space- time for soul’s tortured, the flesh slicing of heart (XIX: LXIV).

It is the king behind the heart of human, sends the news about fallen young leafs,
therefore sits down on a slab of stone, it inherits a handful of silent (XIX: LXV).

The one who measures the flapping deserve to be hated,
feels higher than the air of dreaming at the present times (XIX: LXVI).

You understand on the shape of its attending to believed,
be created in pairs, as usually the man attractive to the woman (XIX: LXVII).

The wavelength become more tinkling at your feet incarnates become salt,
its love is blessed by the fragrance of jasmine’s buds (XIX: LXVIII).

Sometimes the time is running out so fast, a time on the self-considering is too slow,
be grateful be gave the tired and forget, until knows the goodness after it (XIX: LXIX).

It is special in your face won’t gone by your species,
except the weakness curses into the self, kills with desperate (XIX: LXX).

Some day, the mist keeper asked the question; whom do you love among them, master? Only the one who always learns something, from the beginning of time’s certainty (XIX: LXXI).

You begin to understand about the limit of net’s throwing, therefore step up and sit down; the smile comforts the soul, while the violent destroys the question (XIX: LXXII).

Walk tiredly doesn’t look at the others, if be mad will be imprisoned
into the hesitation, the tip of pen corrects the pattern of accusation (XIX: LXXIII).

For the one who thinks has the concubine, will be destroyed the understanding, you don’t see on her self
droops the limits, how poor are they who follows the freedom of flowing (XIX: LXXIV).

The one who touches on the rules, will be leaded by the throb of water in the depth
cave of rock’s cape, the primary man searches the understanding (XIX: LXXV).

Attend doesn’t mean to create the mercy of thought, even though in alliance
won’t be able, this is the appearance of knowledge is unpredicted before (XIX: LXXVI).

The air blown spreads around, the fishes in the river, while the insects
are humming, on the wrestling of clay soil of motherland (XIX: LXXVII).

Its drawing doesn’t come from the research only, and it doesn’t take over
to ask, because the final sums are understood earlier (XIX: LXXVIII).

The cruiser is gave the stick to across the narrow path of bridge of the heavy current (XIX: LXXIX).

The next time have sharp on the time, decides the soft lines of your heart
to spruce in the glass, doesn’t just the decorator of your sweet finger, those ring is read (XIX: LXXX).

It is not out of date of the fanaticism, but the most beauty striping in the park
that is desolate on the delirium, it scarifying the soil, similar like the worm in the depth of it (XIX: LXXXI).

For the one who retraces the river of willingness can come to here, it is the surge of representation
for the sound of beloved one, the reaching of god’s will ocean have the edge (XIX: LXXXII)

; the birth of your thinking has the fragrant of jasmine as the wings, on dipping of
pen of peacock’s feather, which waits for the night misses (XIX: LXXXIII).

The nearness too elegant, the breaths are bent over to guide until arrive,
gives the street for the mist at the grass field (XIX: LXXXIV).

It passes over with the robe is decorated by the dew’s grain of freshmen,
the shepherd gulps the well water of prosperity (XIX: LXXXV).

Goes to the hill of searching with using the sickle alike crescent moon,
comforts your soul visits the cold of light (XIX: LXXXVI).

Lets sit on the bench, it will whisper into your ear about the depth for later,
the sharpness of pen stripes the chiseling of wavelength (XIX: LXXXVII).

It performs the wine for the poet, the philosophers with their narrow minded,
Properly every one drinks be patched on heart (XIX: LXXXVIII).

The poetry composing attractive,
shows the night to listened for the hunger children (XIX: LXXXIX).

It caress your hair with the milk squeezed from coconut, the kindness blankets in the chosen one,
whom approaches fully love and lave, be embraced on the immortality of life (XIX: XC).



THE END; TESTIMONIES, XX: I - CXXVI
Nurel Javissyarqi

Chisels on the sheets of paper with blunt pen,
be allowed the stones of times are falling off onto the feet of sadness (XX: I).

The sweats are wiped for a moment, and then the air flares the feeling up, licks the sky
roasts the sun, and the princess moon watches it fully ire (XX: II).

Are there you still doubt to the second stage, while these times
become more lumped compactly, alike the liquid of thickly blood become more solid (XX: III).

The lava swoops at the slots of stones, the others make sediment to incarnate
become the lake of your twilight, those are the reddish bosom, and the revolution is felt usual (XX: IV).

The mountain, the cloud- cumulus watches on me alike illegitimate child is left by
the fate of humanity, but are still there your veil has in the hesitation? (XX: V).

Whereas the times picks up with any luxury, be bubbled with the odor of
great grand mother’s coconut tree’s flowers, and the air delivers the news about the creation
; this self is roasted, in the courage without end (XX: VI).

Oh my God, move the toes to walk on the sweet way for later,
the screaming from it ; as strong as your struggling as well as the God’s decided (XX: VII).

It is hard to say for the kindness had seen in front of the eyes,
while the words, is the incarnation of the most secret slashing surge (XX: VIII).

The love passion of the very spaciously foam suffered constantly aim to the beach is from you,
the footprints are wiped out to leave the memory’s bay of white’s flirt (XX: IX).

Oh my God, the fingers are stiff, the tongue is speechless don’t know what to say,
how to pain the color, what on the night’s situation is created by (XX: X).

As cold as the heart mind is sunk in the hesitation, accosts the sky without stars,
addresses the sea with the palm of hand had too far to have the salt in the fist of conviction (XX: XI).

Read again the fate on the palm of hand, if is scratched the destiny in the mind,
too tired to retrace, because the journey is not as deceitful as stops the story (XX: XII).

If presumably be difficult to compound the meaning from the sentence is going downstream
since from the beginning until the end, feels the beating of honesty in the bosom (XX: XIII).

Straight ahead, in order that from the depth is showed up the light of seriousness,
before uncovered by the willing of entire universe (XX: XIV).

If still in doubting, lift up your pen for the cracking lips become so hard to close
to talk about softness, because the time waits for with the pure stillness (XX: XV).

The seriousness of your breath unites the slashing of rolling wavelength
to reach the sand’s limit of your veins, the thunderous of rock stones be chased after by the yearning (XX: XVI).

Search the explanation in to the far away niche, the thread of times are opened be stared on your destiny
won’t doubt to tread on the promise creates the yearning, as much as the forever song of wanderer’s feet (XX: XVII).

The all kind of thorns and pebbles are handicapped the memory, still blossoming the flower of sincerity,
steps onto the seriousness of stones, carried on the arm by the dream aims to the decorative wedding- bed of the mist (XX: XVIII).

There is a little bit of doubt collects the times, while the days are more giving the answer,
shouldn’t it fastens, because the beach calls of the meeting again? (XX: XIX).

It had lacerated of the limit of serious fear, the jealous is the continuously yearning, lets step on
the stairs of cloud to blasphemy on the city of earth with the seriousness on love, let it be understood (XX: XX).

Be confidence ponder of that, the rhythm is felt took out, in a whole time is accosted with the sun
visits upon, you are taking the spreading light of lave (XX: XXI).

Alas the time, kiss on a thread of love is sent in the heart of across, lead it
on the token way, in order to the soul unites warmly of the water source of lime’s mountain, is saved
with the all of yearning, a hanging loosely of last night’s hair that without summit is wet (XX: XXII).

Trust that it is done at the most tired night’s hole, the fingers send the prayer to be blessed,
and then heard unclearly voice where it was came from, a kind of collection of stone’s doubting,
the seriousness of sweats, on the noisy of thunderous of thunder in your heart (XX: XXIII).

Resoluteness doesn’t revenge, but nurses yearning of coarse grasses, wild flower, vine
grasses, this is the arising of consciousness that imprisons the people of motherland (XX: XXIV).

The destruction of devotion is developed, it is begun the dream’s rotations onto the wind that fast, the violence of the power, the ancestor’s owes, the corruption’s horse and revolution (XX: XXV).

The strength of lunge assaults, the sunlight weights on the luxury building
trough the promises that without finish, cheerfully- happy even though reverses become weakly in the dreams (XX: XXVI).

I visit in the lost children by brings the flower of springs season
from the their forgotten birth land, had replaced by the iron’s horse (XX: XXVII).

But assumed by it as dreamer, then the self talks about the thing of incident,
to the motherland of birth; who is the dreamer between us? (XX: XXVIII).

The mother had broken heart or dying,
and then these feet are leaded aims to the village of inner heart (XX: XXIX).

Forgive, it couldn’t accosted you nicely at the station,
because doesn’t know in what way if it was you, also on the contrary (XX: XXX).

And then remind when become farmer moves to learn about the art,
even though steals the space can granted the highest dreaming (XX: XXXI).

If your words can’t collapse the buildings,
take down the gaps, what are you waiting the miracle for? (XX: XXXII).

When the hinterland people dashing against the port, the sharp thorn of softness of
the heart of rock, the jungle of wind- trees- wave are gathering in the quiver (XX: XXXIII).

Willing to lift up the life’s mystery at along of stretching map,
an attitude of wanderer delivers the sweat’s coming out to be useful (XX: XXXIV).

The poet doesn’t get, except picking up on the sweats dropping of worker,
because had spoken, the ability doesn’t only on the logical reasoning of feeling,
but the seriousness to create, from the pressing of reality (XX: XXXV).

It is not the abstract shadow that raised then assumed as the ability,
this is the fate’s embracing of the children get out from the arena (XX: XXXVI).

The one who be inpatient to meet the flower of the city of birth land, are there the remains of suspicious,
while the souls more stretches, as proper as the cloud cover the sky (XX: XXXVII).

Flooded by love and lave alike heavy rain is enjoyed,
the cloud is brought away since from the east of birth (XX: XXXIX).

The ship moves slowly is swayed by surge never bored,
the weather of ancient about be loyal onto the sailor to kiss the change,
the songs of nature make such a clicking noise to admire the life (XX: XXXIX).

God’s wish, the old singing is nursed in the ear
aims to the prosperity that never thought in the middle town (XX: XL).

It think about for a while and then welled up the words;
the world’s love resembling like the mother to her children (XX: XLI).

It is the stepbrother, if has no love sharpens the sensitivity in the heart,
while the surge keeps calling the pretty ballads (XX: XLII).

However that is, its intimate has the across yearning,
maybe in Java, China or maybe in India (XX: XLIII).

It should be intertwined with, if wants to feel the intimation of wavelength,
be molten become one without sharpen on where is the island of the bengawan came from? (XX: XLIV).

When the love moment spring, the surge’s splashing saws the rock become the relief of witness,
the adding of movement is the overcast really coves the ocean,
mentioned the steel flat is forged, for the Kris in the eyes of created craftsman (XX: XLV).

The day fully with riddle is a kind of carefully steps,
the reprimand remains the first step of roaring to start (XX: XLVI).

The left one will be sonly find the way of moving to chase,
scrapes on anywhere heart’s pounding gets the meaning of been done (XX: XLVII).

The old hill of human’s gravel, the joke’s colors of the blue surge and white sky,
the cloud misses the mountain flops the kayungyung to the village (XX: XLVIII).

So many times, the face of sky’s ocean is glittered bright, the color of instinct are admired
to spell, a middle line is seen by the boat, the soft touching spoils
the sailor; this is the empty room is contained with the fishes stripe the heart (XX: XLIX).

Apparently the gleaming is the rhyme of the truth feeling that ever thought,
which its harmony aims to the essence of working (XX: L)

; the surge is joking and now is stretching together greatly,
a thousand of cloud arrest the echo of reality numerical in the valley (XX: LI).

The singing of hope is echoing for the children of life,
the surge rides on the air of sky to float on the across place (XX: LII).

The dream country under the moon, the reddish dawn at veranda,
and then an ability definitely is ascertained (XX: LIII).

The retraced track drains all memory before meet the aroma of flowers,
the spinal cord feels the faith was kept, infiltrates into the deepest niche (XX: LIV).

The dusts had licked for mengampuh, in order that the temporarily soul is not just for a moment,
be putted by it the dust of forehead, for the blessing asking (XX: LV).

New island, mind extent wanders on the aroma of meeting’s memory
on the rising up flower’s sheaths, the fragrance sends the news about the creation (XX: LVI).

The small and cute shelter on rice field the smiling is neat, on the groan of farmer’s rice fields at the edge of town (XX: LVII).

It swings round the face with whole eyes have the rhyme again,
follows the soul’s melody that assigned by the value of wisdom (XX: LVIII).

This is the train of free smoking; there are no constructions of nature (XX: LIX).

When across the ocean, the addresses are spread around on the front,
the faces are shown out, its daydreaming is waiting (XX: LX).

The bananas are in a row to fulfill the edge of curving road,
has purpose to unite the willing on rumble like distant thunder for the blessing to meet (XX: LXI).

It was ever thought, craves the very deeply rooting feeling,
steals the possibility of morning’s destiny and the elegance can’t be described with the words,
alike the light’s tinged is waited by the good hoping (XX: LXII).

Are there question at those moment, you are gulping a divine gift of grace,
therefore work on the beginning answer of last night pain (XX: LXIII).

Soon or later the loyal one will surely meet, arise the logical reasoning of motherland,
the feet are step to as much as a swaying of hammer penetrates the meaning (XX: LXIV).

Those are the cooper arm of standing body, the iron’s poles, the running children,
leaves the trace on your night to wait for my coming in long time stare to be spring (XX: LXV).

Similar like long time ago the shadow of days is passed by the mangrove’s trees, the mountain is misty
the ocean free, the boat is sailed, the air sends the news, the country of emptiness is in the era of change (XX: LXVI).

It is the unpredicted trip, even craved on the feeling far away before,
goes to the across island, when the wanderer was stepping his first foot
for the next splendor steps (XX: LXVII).

Had not felt far yet, the thirsty wanderer is delivered by the wind of creation,
caresses irresistibility, be picked it up any time aims to the end of devotion (XX: LXVIII).

What are the good things of the words, if not to be done, and what is the doing of words
without deeply accepting, be eternal into the soul’s heart of mating (XX: LXIX).

Compulsion to jump up and down of your smiling reverberates into a whole depth of heart of the essence,
the position of isolated village, scales the sound on the space of conviction (XX: LXX).

I brings those cases into the trial of readers, wonder you are intimately to translate,
because of the question is too far, after get up from the long time sleeping (XX: LXXI).

The mystery of life that hanging around invites the attention,
you approve to be the witness of the sound’s coming (XX: LXXII).

And seriously translates the nature,
when the poets are on the table of creating (XX: LXXIII).

He won’t correct it in along time, if the rhythm is still intact
in the understanding (XX: LXXIV).

The loyalties for arranges the dreaming,
had too far to approve the proof of truth, understands the revolved world (XX: LXXV).

The attending of coconut tree’s flower increases warm to the whole ballads flatter
to be serious to the situation, tomorrow will pick up the certainty (XX: LXXVI).

The mount of your doubt is shadowing, in wave of river’s water swing by the fallen branch,
how much is it fall with shaking thud? As far as the passion gives news to the life (XX: LXXVII).

You were agreed on the explained knowledge; this took you to go away
beyond the coconut’s flower birth race of the great grand mother (XX: LXXVIII).

Become problem, answer or not, don’t you
are weighted by the answering, kindly bears even though be in doubting (XX: LXXIX).

The seriousness of surge splashing breaks the beach on the bay at that night
send the news about prosperity’s ballads, you were at the across island of receiving (XX: LXXX).

Gropes the heart to prepare the rebound of words, the ink had spread around as much as a kissing
the most mature room alike the universe of love is embraced with lave (XX: LXXXI).

You are too far to the point of problem, until understand about the self-trouble
which is in the struggling of fate, basically is same of go to the across island,
the place of the sun’s glorious, your village knows about the love (XX: LXXXII).

Should be able to understand on the long sediment of the actively dancing,
your testimony is alone at the slicing crying of inner heart (XX: LXXXIII).

The heart is testified with a whole touched on emotion and struck with amazement on your devotion,
when described by the water source aims to the reddish cheek (XX: LXXXIV).

It is the time to throw away the thorn of doubt learns the pure of conviction,
the period goes upward to leave the bad prejudice of history (XX: LXXXV).

In here doesn’t offer the sweets things, all came from the softness of reasoning,
approves even though have no supplies, unless a sheet of paper and a pen (XX: LXXXVI).

Should be fasten, expresses the written in the heart of consideration,
on kindness deed,
the mother’s patient wean her children to make their action become elegance (XX: LXXXVII).

You don’t ask, except invites to create the tied ropes of loyalty
for giving stake to the boat, be moored onto the port (XX: LXXXVIII).

The babbling of seagulls, accosts the news about the creation of dawn,
their wing’s flapping are actively passed, reaches the end of hoping (XX: LXXXIX).

The rushing sound of wave of my breath- yours are a gathering of irresistible yearning,
combs the angel’s hair be bathed by the light of sun, the color of twilight and dawn of
soul’s meeting, from the warm waiting of night- day are approaching each other (XX: XC).

The rain pulls the overcast at the sharp time of birth, and
the remembering more buzzing even there are no more other testimony (XX: XCI).

Your accosting in the whole poetry about fallen leafs at the summit of your lips,
be trembling to be doubt in the depth seriously with clearly eyes and stand erectly as a stone,
awaiting on the time to melt its self, in the willing of night (XX: XCII).

The struck with amazement and admiration are collected be folded friendly reverberates,
climbs up the struggling is stuck, in a hole of your fate’s level (XX: XCIII).

The pounding of sea is echoing visits the prosperity touching of the past times,
from the visited across, and then stays in the heart of your life (XX: XCIV).

The flower of resignation observes the sacrifice of the everlasting pitch,
the finger’s dancing jumps up and down lovely rotates the stillness of night,
translates the body in your eyes , hoped on the warm of campfire at that times (XX: XCV).

The touched soft caress won’t ever-faded passes over the man’s feeling that is
left by the sparkling brightly of town, the era peels the stones of memory to be seriously
to the change, decides the alabaster of your heart feels the women (XX: XCVI).

Read it trough the virgin touching, and stares at the renewal of the thinking,
even though is not the first night, for the creation’s calling of soul’s mirror (XX: XCVII).

It should be showed on stage of this, the long dancing of past time,
on your stage doesn’t know the beginning of time, rides on the conviction (XX: XCVIII).

Strengthens the yearning without ending,
it is awaiting on a whole of your time, until a line of flaw peeps at the whole things (XX: XCIX)

; passes over the eyes of inner heart, the eagle’s floating sends the news around about the island,
it pulls, in order that you understand how much the long yearning be freezing like stone,
as cold as the frozen snow on the night’s hand of mother’s curse (XX: C).

The time invites you to joke until forget in the pain’s cold of enchantment,
the softness of the time’s knitting strings, as tidy as the worker in front of the boss (XX: CI).

But why are you going to be withered?
Its showered strikes onto leafs that is shined by the future sun of working,
or too much in courage, bails the well until become turbid to doubt (XX: CII).

Whereas when the times are pulled, incarnate become zero and empty,
therefore obey this singing before all disengage (XX: CIII)

; in the depth of continuously yearning- jealous, had been waiting by all nation
at the hole of promised poetry, for the souls of gathering keeper (XX: CIV).

Remember the ballads of your hair, shoots of vast forest of archipelago, the result of your heart
is birth land, waits for the man from the across island, between the surge- air of the ocean (XX: CV).

Always want to see you at the hill of yearning, doesn’t that man’s chest
more up to visit the sun from far climbing, the stones
are mossy, at the cute houses stores the hope (XX: CVI).

Your leafs are vast forest of memory, palm’s flower at the island, will be marrying
in the middle of night, when the ship deliver the fate of humanity (XX: CVII).

How many times it must to be continually sung out, in order that you stuck the faith deeply,
watch the ship moves, on the surge under the blue of sky (XX: CVIII).

The rules of practicing asceticism are deed, with every feeling roar to the shape, doesn’t
the bird’s wings are far away stretching, get the detail of wisdom reaches onto the hills,
the steps to climb up the mountain of your dreaming, feels the surface of love’s mist (XX: CIX).

The shoot of air follows the fallen off of the palm’s flower, which is touched by the united time’s level,
in the heart’s struggling of your vast forest, which is taught by the power of embraced yearning (XX: CX)

; the glorious of sun of honest of deepest heart, roaring and struck in the middle of night,
the ship’s moving aims to the beach, faces to the wavelength of the storm smiling (XX: CXI).

The strong desire of seashore, blooms the yearning’s laughing in a hole of time, the rotation of season
is pulled by the air of wandering of your soul- my soul that is related tightly become one (XX: CXII).

What kind of leafs you burry, what kind of surge’s roaring aims to the ship?
the sincerity, a level as hills of rock at the edge of ocean, accosts the deepest self
until whole feeling is lifted up on the brighter space above (XX: CXIII).

The breath’s taking strengthens the cluster of yearning be guarded by the soul’s climbing,
the wave’s curvature of ocean’s fingers has the hand of death, scatters on the tip of south’s beach,
a whole yearning, doesn’t want to release the rock’s embracing of the cloud’s piling (XX: CXIV).

It pulls the far away courage, lifts the pen to reach the freshmen of soul,
while the sincerity of feeling, translates the hope become the melodies of romance (XX: CXV).

Gives the answer of the scratching, slices with blanketed on policy,
the forgotten on the sick of self out of control in the middle of evaporating ocean (XX: CXVI).

All at once the cloud of wish touches the ground, collapses the tapped fate,
in wave to visit the beach of power of humanity (XX: CXVII)

; gilds the struggling aim to the level of light, the echoing screaming like surge to open
the firmament of working, be based on the sweats of stars at the fontanel of night (XX: CXVIII).

There is the time for the journey must be stopped, when meets the beach’s prayer of mother,
and keep sails the question, aims to the hinterland’s village of soul (XX: CXIX).

And it drop the sentence about the height, the shriek of yearning sound from the depth of the heart,
be soaked by the sands of times, be buried in the pounding surface of your neck’s veins (XX: CXX).

The surge hits the eyes of heart to strengthen the bones,
felt bitter alike cliff in the hole of meditation times (XX: CXXI).

It must be said, in order that you are not shy to take her right,
if existed must be purposed to the beloved (XX: CXXII).

This divines for does loose the feeling of the one who took violently
the essence of feeling, the sense of essence in the depth of soul (XX: CXXIII).

If there is the arrogance, it just left to blow the candle turn the fire off,
you surely know that the passion is embraced on the yearning like a thunderous of thunder,
a beating of sadness in the loneliness that freezing become like stone (XX: CXXIV).

This birth of this time is together with the sentence that you understand
for the crossed traffic’s bridge, which its long creating aims to the sky;
the stones at there are resolved on the strong willing, be flopped by the thousand snake of iron (XX: CXXV).

This is session of being molten to suck the lips of your yearning, similar like the
repeatedly death that its grace is keep gave, while its energy is never really end (XX: CXXVI).


Glossary
1. Bengawan= took from Javanese which means large and long rivers.
2. Kayungyung= took from Javanese which means crazy about.
3. Mengampuh= took from Javanese that from the word ampuh which means the smell of the land had showered by the rainfall at the first rain.

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Syawal 14, 1940 (java) 1428 hijriyah
(syawal= one of the months in Javanese Calendar,
hijriyah= the years of Islamism’s calendar)

Jumat legi, October 26, 2007
(jumat = Friday Legi = the first day of five day week of the Javanese days)



EPILOGUE: A LETTER FOR MALE GUERRILLA FIGHTER

One thing you are right: big guts. With that courage the self-confidence is grow up. Creative process is built. Finally, you made as book of your tens work. You select it you edit it, and the next you publish them and market it by your self. If Chairil Anwar pick up the motto “once meant after that is die”. But you are not. You are as if chasing with the age, making so many works, anything: poetry, essay, or just statement, and then you launch it into the public rooms in so many books, since “Takdir Terlalu Dini” until now is “Kitab Para Malaikat”.

Generally, the writers start their career by send their work into any kinds of mass media. Probably you ever did that. Honestly, with fall and rise again, fail or succeed trough media is a write make competition. And only, the courage writer can stand to face the selection from the redaction of mass media. Seem, even though your guts is big, you don’t want to be bother to fall and rise again to take the way of publication trough mass media. You more depend on the way “guerrilla man”, come to the post of art, campus, also school of Koranic studies, in here you were offering your works by your self. You launch books directly door to door.

About ht poetry anthology of “Kitab Para Malaikat”, what can I say to comment? Kang Maman S. Mahayana had so sharp and wide long to observe it. For me, you just left to understand those review, classify and select the most exactly part, and then make it as motivation to increase the quality of your next works, not only chase the quantity. This is the next step after tens of your hand’s works became books. After teens of discussion your guerrilla is admonished, interrogate, even critics on you.

It felt almost, in each chapter of this anthology “Kitab Para Malaikat”, there are imagination jumping that crash each other, it seem that you failed to compound it become a pattern of intact poetry. More over, I n a fragment of poetry (with the sign of roman numerals) that even though just two lines, impressed the working up to make along on the sentence that precisely obscure the contents of those lines, for example: yang setia menyusuri jalan menapaki pantai hakekat, segera tahu bunga wijaya kusuma merekah bagi syarat penobatan Ratu Adil (XVII). : The loyal one that retraces the street step on the beach of essence, will be sonly know the flower wijayakusuma as the requirement for coronation of fairly queen.

It is either when you use the vocabulary of java’s language, is not be able enough to show the strong imagery as your hope. For example, check of this line:
……berkepompong senyawa pucuk daun manunggaling bayu semesta bathin (XIV: IX).
To be in cocoon of a life of leaf’s summit from the gathering become one of universe inner heart’s air. Or this line:
…… anggur tumpahkan nurani atas cengkraman gelisah di rasuli wedi ……(XVII: XCV)
…. The wines pour out the inner heart on the gripping of nervous that possessed by afraid.

The poetry in “Kitab Para Malaikat” you wrote between 1998 until 1999. if in the year 2007 it just published, it means had been sediment for nine years, it had sublimed. In the long wandering of you at this long time “Kitab Para Malaikat” had been go along with you and you often revise it. When still found several lessen in there, it usual, because the words couldn’t be able too, to fully absorbs the ideas. Or the taste of presenter is taking leave of each other with the taste of devotee.

But, you are right, without courage some one become very difficult to make the works, especially literature works. By unique way and ready to take the serious risks you had prove those thing. Jakarta, Yogya, Jember, Tanjungkarang, Malang and the others city that also be able you made the targets of guerrilla. Exclusive style of Nurrel. Whatever, these statements were right and always will: kekuatanmu adalah kelemahanmu, dan kelemahanmu adalah kekuatanmu. Your power is your weakness, and your weakness is your power. Peace!

By Herry Lamongan, poet.



The explanation from the book of the angels
THE THUNDER IS THE SPIRIT AND THE SOUL IS THE WAY OF KNOWLEDGE
Nurel Javissyarqi

The Gabriel has a thousand and six hundreds wings, it start from the head until the both of his palm’s feet are wrapped by the fur from zafaron. The sun is as if between his both eyes, on above of his each fur is alike the moon and stars, in every days, he enters in to the ocean of light in three hundreds and seventy times, when he comes out from those ocean, drop from his each wing is a million dropping of light, and God (Allah Swt) make from each dropping of those as the form of Gabriel, they are extolling to the God until the judgment day, their name is the angel of spirits (Daqooiqul akbar, Imam Abdurrohim bin Ahmad Qodhi).

The spirit is trembling when the flapping of time in the soft fur also firmly in the wings of angel, the light is approaching to determined in order to this collection have rely on and mentioned as Kitab Para Malaikat. After that, I continue to wander, step on the already exist street, step up onto the hill climb up on to the mountain and then meet the beach, the oceans bits of possibility (god’s grace). I was wade the ocean and when I was at the middle of peninsula came the sentence that hoped never followed together by the cross line of vanity, but purely enough from the unexpected motivation, sacred from all of soul’s conspiracy, hope that the desire of inner heart has bridge, the one who come flowing will clear the eyes of inner heart, the high result of seriousness with the devotion to take care of the permanently of nature and always hope the blessing from Allah Swt.

“ You surely would not predicted, when the flapping wings of angel touch the first level of sky, created the word, those words were picking up by him self for his brother which is the angel of spirit that assigned by god to settle the whole thing about the world’s business. Those words were not divine revelation that would give to the God’s messengers but it was purely experience from his tripe back and forth. The efforts of his visiting was identified by him self, how are the manner of human kind from the world’s occupant. This is the note to understanding on human’s manner for the angels to make the angels easier to do the God’s command, take care of the spirit of live forever, also for human kind to understand the light of the angels in creation (Sunda straits, may 1, 2006).”

After the testimony of this collection, meet the last consciousness also all at once for the first. I rewrote it for the alms on the street of beautifulness, by thousands years of the spirit of angels carry out the noble assignment. If it is not perfect because of the dull from catching the light’s ruins of feeling at the time of rewrote was stagnant by the pleasure or scarf it was not together with the spirit of purity. Thus take what you can understand and observe what you can’t know yet, but have a lot of science about everything won’t be matter if not manifest into the real world.

When rewrote it, there was similarity contents by time’s blessing which always tail on the soul even the conviction had found its climax, the satisfying is still not be able to awaked by the expression’s changing of the passionate time’s. There was confusing times and must decide the color then believe it again that each of words want to be understood, therefore become the first form from several shape which was not came from before it.

The script of this book wrote in 1998 until 1999, and had forgings. Finally at December 3, 2001 (17 ramadhan 1422) at the school for Koran in Watucongol, Muntilan, Magelang, for exactly was on the mausoleum of Kyai Panji Asmoro and the mausoleum of Mbah Dalhar. At june 28, 2002, jum’at kliwon in Kedung Watu Kali Keyang, Tegalsari, Jetis, Ponorogo. On the date august 14, 2003 (jumadil akhir 1424), jumat pon at the bridge of Janti Yogyakarta. At may 7, 2004 (rabiul awal 17, 1425), jum’at wage and ramadhan 2004 also the beginning year 2005 on the pool of Brumbun, Paciran , Lamongan. Got additional (testimony) at Sunda at October 2, 2005, January 2, 2006. and at month of ramadhan 1428 H. at school of Koran of Rodzi Rohmatullah, Dukoh, Sukodadi, Lamongan. The last forging in the place of writer at syawal 14, 1940 Java, 1428 H. jum’at legi, October 26, 2007. The forgings were not mentioned in this context for the time was, at Maospati, the school for Koran at Langitan, the mausoleum of Sunan Giri.



A Flashback of Life’s Trace

NUREL JAVISSYARQI was born with name Nur Laili Rohmat at village Kendal- kemlagi, Karanggeneng, Lamongan, and east Java exactly at March 8, 1976, Tuesday that coincides with pon (the 3d day of Java week), dragon shio (any of the 12 astrological sign). Since he was a kid, he was like to listening about the tale, especially about the flying horse’s tale that storied by his grand mother; Kasipah. His father is a teacher; his mother is merchant in the traditional market. For early, he wanted to be a painter by his hobby to draw at his teenage. When he was at the school Ibtidaiyah (equal with elementary school but it is for Islam), his afternoon was fulfilled with herded together with his teenager friend at that village. When at the school Madrasah Tsanawiyah (equal with junior high school), at the afternoon he entered into the Sanggar Alam was upbringing by the painter Tarmuzie at 1989, and ever have exhibited of painting together with his studio’s friends at 1990, 1991. At year 1993 he was move to Jombang to studied at Aliyah (equal with senior high school) and exactly at 1994 had started to learn about writing as autodidact by the desire on painting that couldn’t found an outlet when lived in the school of Koran Al-Aziziyah, Denanyar (educated by KH. Abdul Aziz Masyhuri, a writer, classical book of Arabian translator). At 1995, he was wander to Yogyakarta. In the field of painting art, he had ever taught by the painter Tarjiman. In the field of literature, studied as if he was a pupil onto KRT. RPA. Suryanto Sastroatmodjo, beside that, he was joined with Komunitas Sastra Mangkubumen (KSM). And had ever go in to the school of Koran Darussalam, Watucongol, Muntilan, Magelang, Central Java also the school of Koran educated by Kyai Ageng Muhammad Besyari, Tegalsari, Jetis, Ponorogo, East java (for followed the trace story of wandering from Javanese scholar; R. Ng. Ronggowarsito). He was graduated from the university of Widya Mataram Yogyakarta.

His writings were distributed in the mass media; Solo Pos, Kedaulatan Rakyat, Bernas, Pos Kita, Majalah Kuntum, MPA, Telunjuk, etc. His in-group anthology is Embun Tajalli (publication by DKY, at year 2000, with he was name Nurla Gautama), Gemuruh Ruh (publication at year 2008). His books are; Sarang Ruh (poetry, commented by A. Sayuti, Joni Aryadinata, prologue by Suryanto Sastroatmojo, publication in the form of a stencil at year 1999), Balada- balada Takdit Terlalu Dini (prologue by Suryanto Sastroatmojo, publication at year 2001), Ujaran- ujaran Hidup Sang Pujangga (aphorism from year 1994 until 2004, translated into English by Mrs. Enda Menzies and Welly Kuswanto, publication in the form of a stencil at year 2004), Segenggam Debu Di Langit (essay and poetry, publication in the form of a stencil at year 2004), Sayap- sayap Sembrani (prose and haiku, a stencil, at year 2004), Kulya dalam Relung Filsafat reflected on the calendar of wise by Leo Tolsoy, publication in the form of a stencil at year 2004), Kumpulan Cahaya Rasa Ardhana (prose and essay, publication in the form of a stencil at year 2005), Batas Pasir Nadi (poetry and essay, publication in the form of a stencil at year 2005), Ada Puisi Di Jogja (poetry, publication in the form of a stencil at year 2005), Tabula Rasa Kumuda (essay and poetry, publication in the form of a stencil at year 2006), Tubuh Jiwa Semangat (essay and poetry, publication in the form a stencil at year 2006), Trilogi Kesadaran (Kajian Budaya Semi, Anatomi Kesadaranand Ras Pemberontak, publication at 2006), Kekuasaan Rindu Sayang (essay and poetry, publication in the form of a stencil at year 2007), Kitab Para Malaikat (poetry, prologue by Maman S. Mahayana, publication at year 2007).

At the year 2000, he established Komunitas Sastrawan Tugu Indonesia(KSTI) in Yogyakarta. Had ever declared Lingkar Seni Budaya Indonesia. He ever had position as the secretary general in the Forum Kajian Kebudayaan Hindis. And together with Y. Wibowo, have been position as the section man of culture studies in the Center For Sosial Democratic Studies (CSDS) Yogyakarta. At June 11, 2001 the script of his poetry, Di Bukit Pasir Prahara, had shown at the Taman Budaya Surakarta, accompanied by the gamelan and dancing, supported by the community of Lapen 151 Yogyakarta. His drama theater’s script had shown on stage in UNEJ and IAIN Surabaya, at July 2007 with title ZAITUN; Cahaya di atas cahaya, play director by Tomtom (from drama theater of Tiang). And now he lives in his village of birth land, and still like to wander onto the historical places, besides hunt on the old books. He had been ever establish the magazines; Gerbang Massa, Jurnal Sastra Timur( a forum of Lamongan’s literature). General director at the Jurnal Kebudayaan The Sandour, manager of Publication Company of Pustaka puJAngga.