Hymn to The Hair

A lady is walking to the lake.
An empty clay jar sits on her waist.
Her hair is hanging loose,
Listening to love songs, waving to the sky.

Sitting, she looks down
Saying hi to her reflection on and on.
My hair, thanks for growing long
And for listening to my love songs.

A lady is walking back to home.
A clay jar full of water sits on her waist.
Her hair is waving by the wind:
Spreading patchouli fragrance, calming down the lane.

Walking, she looks forward
Humming her best love songs.
My hair, thanks for spreading good scent
And making my life so fragrant.
My hair, thanks for being silken
And keeping this flame ardent.
My hair, grow grow long.
My hair, listen to these love songs.
My hair, stay here
Until home is welcoming me.


Each and every one deserves love and appreciation. Today I took longer time to scrutinise and caress my hair; this stubborn tough protein deserves love and appreciation, too.

A hymn for my hair is not too much, an extra love after shampoo to clean, conditioner to soften and sometimes hair dye to match the mood.

my definition of beautiful day: long hair after treatment at the weekend 🥰 (RC Gorman’s artwork, from Pinterest)

Maybe He’s Right

Listen, Beloved
To one softest voice inside.
Whisper of the far—


This person said what sounds crispy yummy and cracks a door inside, resonating what’s the heart has believed for ages. He might be right. He might be…. Or not.

Will Smith has never failed me. He’s never…. Or not yet.

Weekend pulls me to herd immunity with love…. Or not.

Always about love. Always…. Or not.


Celebrating Beautiful Life


Picture 1. Butterfly

Butterfly is beautiful. The colorful feathers reflect the incredible process of natural art. Always perfect combination of colors is expressed on them.

But, would you think deeper than just beauty without processes behind?

Many of us know that before being butterfly, a butterfly have to undergo some processes starting from being a tiny “meaningless” egg, ugly no-sexy-guy-oh caterpillar, blanket of cocoon fasting the whole month suffering from whatever it is…. Such a long way to be radiant flying colors!

But how many of us want to think of how precious those processes are for us to learn a lesson.

Being a tiny meaningless egg is not easy although you just have to stick yourself to a piece of leaf. You become a stamp to a piece of leaf – identifying “hey, please see this leaf is as important as a letter that should reach the recipient….” The tiny egg should be appreciated with high respect, it is a potential to grow. The egg is dependent on the environment – it only has a potential but not yet transformed. Let’s appreciate our tiny weeny egg in ourselves. If we can’t appreciate the lying egg, there goes our dream but to vain.


Picture 2. Hey, I am a tiny weeny eggy….

Oh the no-sexy guy caterpillar is crawling, so disgusting…. No way! It is disgusting because of our misunderstanding of it. It gives you poison and makes you itchy all over when you touch that guy but of course…. The guy is trying to protect himself. Who’s gonna say “yes, please” without struggling if threatened by suffering or death? Even dying itself is struggling in either saying goodbye to current physical or accelerating to reach the next door of life…. So, the guy is protecting his life, his dream and his growing potential – he knows now that he will have stronger potential. But he knows only eating…. Yes, that is what he needs to do because the life is calling him to eat, eat, eat – craving for any single thing edible for him…. He knows he’s gonna be fasting, gonna be poor, so saving for rainy days he is.

Mr. Caterpillar, please enjoy this grand life. Eat all the leaves, eat all sweetness of life, eat, eat, eat…. Craving for all… Stay hungry, stay foolish – that’s what’s Steve Jobs said. And, by staying hungry & foolish somebody does not have other interpretations of life except for studying, learning, eating (a must). Mr. Caterpillar’s belly won’t burst for sure because….

Mr. Caterpillar feel some hair is growing. He keeps eating but feels that he is gonna die. He becomes weaker and weaker, wiser and wiser then stops eating and goes to sleep.

Picture 3. Oh…. I am sorry I just don’t have the gut to see the guy….

In his sleep, in the grand slumberland he is connected to himself as miles of thread covering him that make universe call him cocoon…. He does not want to eat because his mount is now evolving, he just accepts whatever happens to his fatty long body that dries and slims because of fasting. More silk is coming our of his back – not hair anymore…. The silk is weaving itself to what ever they are – sort of leaves? Oh, Mr. Cocoon starts to forget his being a no-sexy guy oh caterpillar. He just concentrate in whatever process is now happening to him – no nerve is let out, all acceptance of being molten into a new creature…. Days in a woven web of something coming out of his back.

Oh, Mr. Cocoon feels something in his body move. There are leaves on his back now that still wrap him in the dark but it is time to open himself. Flowing fluid is pumped into his long nervous tissue.

His leaves – feather – are expanding, pushing out themselves to open a door of “dead” Mr. Cocoon. Slim legs are digging out the cocoon bag. Nobody should should help because anybody’s help can kill the newly-born butterfly. Let the butterfly bear its own birth. Just watch, smile and we’ll see he is capable of going out of his own darkness.


Picture 4. Mr. Cocoon

And, here is a beautiful butterfly.

A short process discussed in Entomology but it is a long process for one tiny egg on a leaf to become a real magnificent butterfly.

Please appreciate every tiny potential on earth since we never know what it would go to be. Give love to any potential and it will grow to a butterfly.


Picture 5. Celebrating beautiful life

I am happy to have been a tiny meaningless egg, a no-sexy guy of caterpillar yeah, a weary cocoon for all those processes have made me who I am.

Singapore  – November 27, 2013 – 2:33pm

  • Picture 1 borrowed from http://www.deviantart.com/morelikethis/artists/210881601?view_mode=2

  • Picture 2 borrowed from http://www.learner.org/jnorth/tm/monarch/egg_butterflies_gallery.html

  • Picture 3 borrowed from (oh sorry….)

  • Picture 4 borrowed from http://lifecycle.onenessbecomesus.com/cocoon.html

  • Picture 5 borrowed from http://www.wallpaper.ge/view-beautiful_life-1280×800.html