The Sky Traveler

I dont want to be a lonely tree

(Q) when you start to love someone who cares you the most,
will you do anything to make her happy?
(A) I do.

(Q) when you have settled your life to be with her,
what will you do then?
(A) I will leave anything of my belonging memories to start brand new days with her.

(Q) but, when you have thought that she is the one and destiny person for you,
then she asks you to leave her alone for the rest of days,
what will you do?
(A) I will try my best to win her heart again.
It is very difficult to loose her from my life.
She is the eye for me to see,
and she is the heart for me to feel the love.

I just love her so much, more than everything that I have in this entire world.
It sounds something silly, but this is the real me.

So, what do you think then?

(Q) ...

road in kyoto

Roads in Kyoto, you don’t know where they will take you.
Their names are written by characters which are more complicated than
all complications that had been tired your life.
You are afraid to make steps there, afraid to be swallowed by these roads
which remind you on big snake in a movie.

But the roads on the body of that woman, never
make you feel afraid to be lost. Because you are full of
faithfulness and trustiness that one space within her breast
you will find a shrine that more quiet than millions
shrines in Kyoto. It enables you to explore it as if
you are resident who knows well all of hollows
meanders of these roads, while singing lovely songs.

::M. Aan Mansyur, Dec. 1st, 2007::

ichou and momiji

In Tokyo, at Ueno Park, a place of woman waiting,
promised to wait you, then she apostatized that you didn’t know
the reason, you raise your head under a tree of Ichou.
You amazed why the leaves of this tree are changing colors
from green become yellow in autumn.

But the answer you find in the caress of another woman,
a woman who says that you don’t have to feel worries
if you see the yellowing leaves, because following
other season will return the green with greener color.

In Kyoto, a crowded and orderly city, a place of people
who feel reluctant to hit the horn just to contribute little
within this crowd and noise, you raise your head under a tree of Momiji.
You amazed why the leaves of this tree are changing colors
from green become red in autumn.

But the answer also you find in the caress of that woman,
a woman who feels glad when she heard that you forgot to bring
warm clothes. Because you know very well that
her arms and chest are made from the warmest swan’s-down.

::M. Aan Mansyur, Dec. 1st, 2007::

dont worry, be found!

Technology will find us easily nowadays,
wherever we are!

It just like personal guard!

in the name of

walked the stream of silent water,
reached and felt the warmth of nature.

just walk,
and sometimes look back to the future.

in the name of purity,
i will search the little crystal in the flowing river.
and in the name of hope,
the luminance will guide me to.

and in the name of you,
to a girl with deep eye and warm lip,
you are the everything in life.

/only silent and quiet\

/only silent and quiet\

to the quiet, sadness talks,
only silent, make you close to me.

lot of heart stories will tell,
about silent and quiet.
since you are not here, the door is still open.

may the curiosity wind and whisper of the waves,
bring you home.
accompanying life and calming the neat.

just sit next to me and listen to the winds,
with the loveliest melody ever.
they are for you,
the reason of life is because you are next to me.

walking the skies

everything reminds me of you.
i will chase you till the end of horizon,
dont worry though,
i will keep the door open
maybe someday you can come and stay.