graphs of my Universe
Time is
Lightning striking
And that’s it.
A patch
Of burnt earth is
A trace
Of surprise.
When we meet
Someday,
Ignore the time.
Let’s count it
With heart beats
And senses
That touch.
Let me fall
In love with
You
Over and over again
As long as
Time
Can be defined.
—
is one chasing the other or the kite? it is love that makes both run and laugh, a kite that keeps the child within alive
picture from Pinterest
Never bored with musicalised poems 💝
loving is an everlasting peace in a blink of life — sometimes realised late but never wasted
Blue is
Sky.
Blue is
Sea.
Blue is
You,
When smiling at me.
Blue is
Peaceful.
Blue is
Deep.
Blue is
Bruised by
You ignoring me.
Blue is
Seen.
Blue is
Felt.
Blue is
Angel you sent to me.
—
peaceful sky that lullabies — i slept almost the whole flight
i thought of changing to 44A but decided to keep 47A…
…. only to find that my seat number is the number of gate we disembarked 🪶
i am superstitious 😂
Angel talks through signals
Differently read through places.
Some codes break others.
—
in Chinese number 4 sounds like death; but in another numerology version it is a symbol of solidity, stability and confidence
across the aisle is a marching 3 which is a powerful number, it symbolises communication, optimism and quest 😎
angel numbers are constantly around me so i never deny when they say to me “you’re always lucky!”
My teacher said that life is a huge room with so many doors. Human beings can enter life from any door they wish to. It can be religion, philosophy, business, architecture, culture, art, sociology, psychology, sports, and so on, and so forth.
And they can choose more than one door.
My teacher said those entering from different doors will find the same understanding about life. No exception. It is just about time.
My main door is words and colours through which I find how beautiful life is when portrayed in such a way. Even a perished ship may look dramatically exquisite told by a literary man or by a drawer/painter.
I hope what I understand about life is accurate enough for me to finally embrace everything with total acceptance. Or if not, I get it right long before the next stop.
Salaam.
💝
painting in Pukako, Subak
Even earth does choose
What to grow after buried.
Green that will meet blue—
—-
a good place to chat with those selected friends — quiet, warm and romantic 💝
i love batik and earrings and many local brands have fascinated me 💝 one of them is Pithecanthropus whom I found also offers a nice place to chill out in Bali 🐣
pronunciation ☺️
Kapal Laut is another brand — one colleague of mine is also a jewelry maker (in her free time); when i told her those sterling silver (the squarish ones) is for SGD12.5, she got amazed and said “bring me to Ubud!” 💝
so much blue over green 💝
with Anna & Indra 💝 selected friends based on fondness of wondering in the rice field 😎
There is nothing
Prettier
Than poems in my heart
Telling stories of this journey.
There is nothing
More beautiful
Than verses in my soul
Spreading messages about that home.
There is nothing
More meaningful
Than rhythms and rhymes in my life
Singing prophecies about dreams come true.
—
rice field in Tegalalang — beautiful like the meaningful verses of poems in my heart and soul
Wind is welcomed
Some with jackets,
Some with shawls,
Some with sleeveless shirts,
Some naked like plants.
I am amazed by the fact
That they all survive.
Lend me socks and gloves,
I said to a snow bear.
It gave me thick fur
That was hung in a tree.
Wear my spare fur,
Just don’t be me,
It said. I nodded.
—
mixing the feeling for balance
so heavy it damaged the blind in the balcony and brought much water and small debris— let it be as long as the rain is happy ☺️
water jasmine
dragon scales
Kenanga
banten: Balinese coconut-leaf offering disk
A black dog at the other end of the lane
Canna on the rice field path in Subak Sok Wayah, Ubud
This gate is located in front of the Banjar where I stayed in Ubud.
Meeting them, I feel like being greeted by a long lost friend.
Love it, love it.
💝
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What is dream weekend?
Mine is
A walk in the green,
Smiles under the blue,
Jokes with warm sun,
Chats with cool breeze,
Glanced by rice herons,
Chased by crazy ducks,
Followed by spoiled dog,
Side by side with good friends,
Wrapped up with 5-cent luxury in banana leaf
And huge thanks to
Whomever-whomever.
—
I don’t need a place.
They can build a palace
To place me.
I’m not a queen,
Please gift it to someone more beautiful and loving luxury.
I deserve just a space.
It can be a table for two
To chat with me.
I’m a traveler,
Please go on a quest with me through joy and challenges to be.
Let me clean my place
For a little space.
Now and here
With or without
You—
—-
About MELUKAT
Linguistically melukat is derived from the old Javanese word “lukat” which means to “cleanse” or “purify”.
Melukat itself is understood as bathing or cleansing with water that aims to cleanse both body and mind, to refresh the spirit and dissolve away any negative influences. It is also believed to cure non medical diseases and sickness of the spirit and whether it does or not, a session bathing in holy waters will certainly make you feel good.
It is a symbol of letting go or releasing something burdening within us. It is a ritual that can be performed many times, in fact the more, the merrier as it can only lead to good things. It is also a kind of self purification that is very common by Indonesians of Hindu and Javanese Muslim in different ways as ritual.
Hindu in Bali will do it as frequent ritual, even for tourist attraction in some way.
Muslim have daily ablution (washing face/nostrils/earlobes/hands/feet) and mandatory bathing for women after menses or married couples after sexual intercourse. They also have another self purification affected by original Javanese tradition called “Adus Suran” or “taking a bath in Assyura/Suro month” in which they will do bathing in Javanese New Year’s Eve called “1st night of Suro”. Muslims are also suggested to do cleansing ritual (normal bathing with strong intension) before Ramadhan.
While in Bali why not I committed myself to self-purify? My best friend did it for Seclusion Day. I did for Ramadhan. Both of us did it for health, happiness and joy. 💝
Salaam.
I found love
In your eyes
Only to find it none of yours.
It was mine
Reflected by mirror
Standing facing me.
This love is light
Shining incandescently
Within a glass,
It does stay
Yet radiates
To all directions.
Never so much
Simply bright—
—
It’s prayer day:
Reminding sky above sky,
Staying on the ground.
—
Yes, I am a human being and being human is my commitment. 🙏🏼💝
Silent’s eloquent.
No engine sound, just birds’ songs
And doubt about you—
—
Just want to rest this body that gets weaker and silence the mind that gets doubtful
🌺
Bed of tulips bloom
Under April’s sun. They smile
Through linen canvas.
—
rike jokanan 
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