3.12.2015

Puisi ini aslinya emang ngga ada judulnya. Tapi bagus banget, baca aja :)

To live is to long
for something more.

Everything
that breathes
also sighs,

like a tree in the wind
whose rustling leaves
long to return to earth,

or the quiet of the air
as it settles into a storm
over the sea.

The way the river
flows endlessly
towards the ocean,

and how I,
like the ocean,
long only for the moon.

— Pavana पवन (via tumblr)

(1 Februari 2015)

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