Perempuan dan Bayangannya

Seorang perempuan berdiri seorang diri dalam keramaian
Ia bercakap bersama bayangannya
Dikumpulkannya rindu
Dimekarkannya cinta
Diluruhkannya kenangan

Rindu, cinta, dan kenangan itu ia masukkan ke dalam tas berwarna oranye yang sedang dipegangnya
Ia berjalan menuju sisi jembatan dimana ia dapat memandang Sungai Yarra

Ia sekali lagi menatap ketenangan Sungai Yarra dari Queensbridge
Sepertinya ini adalah cinta yang tak layak diteruskan
Lalu dilemparkannya tas oranye yang berisi cinta, rindu, dan kenangan itu
Kini, tak boleh ada cinta dan rindu pada yang belum menjadi takdir

Melbourne, 18 November 2015

Suatu Pagi dari Sudut Jendela

Aku tengah membacamu dalam keheningan
Ketegasan yang kau tampakkan adalah pesonamu
Apakah kau masih sendiri?
Serupa pohon yang betah menyendiri di balik jendela kamarku

Kedua mataku adalah pesan
yang tak tersampaikan
Di tengah keramaian, kamulah yang kali pertama ia temukan
Seperti sehelai daun yang menguning di antara dedaunan yang hijau
Lalu gugur, dan tertiup angin. Hilang.

Jika esok hari, kau terbit seperti matahari di musim semi,
tetaplah tenang
Meskipun langit perlahan memanggil gelap
Aku akan belajar menanti apakah hujan turun atau tidak

Melbourne, 17 November 2015

Senja di Dandenong Road

Seperti matahari senja ini
Berlalu dengan pelan
Hingga tertelan malam
Akankah aku menyaksikannya lagi?

Begitulah pertemuanku denganmu

Melbourne, 16 November 2015


Mungkin perasaan adalah hal yang paling sulit disembunyikan
Bahkan ketika kau melemparkannya ke dasar lautan terdalam di dunia sekalipun
Ia akan terbaca dari pancaran matamu
Dan irama detak jantungmu

Tidak apa-apa jika kau tak sanggup berkata-kata,
Kita bisa berbicara lewat mata
Jika kau tak sanggup berbicara lewat mata
Sampaikanlah dengan puisi
Dengan jalan apapun, suatu saat ia akan sampai kepada siapapun yang kau tuju

Kita adalah suara yang tak terdengar
Tapi kita bisa bicara pada dunia dengan hati

Melbourne, November 2015

Menikmati Sunyi

Sepertinya ini waktu yang tepat mengunjungi dirimu sendiri
Sudah saatnya membersihkan debu yang menempel di dindingnya yang rapuh,
Aku tidak merasakan apa-apa selain musim Melbourne yang tidak menentu
Matahari seperti kata-kataku yang tertelan beberapa hari ini oleh cuacanya
entah mengadu kemana atas apa yang telah tercuri perlahan-lahan

Rumah yang kutinggalkan, langit yang teduh, dan suara angin yang langka
Aku menunggu telepon Ibuku malam ini
Tapi suaranya tidak terdengar sama sekali di telingaku
Aku tetap menunggu
Ada sesuatu yang ingin kukabarkan
Tapi suaranya tetap tak terdengar hingga malam semakin larut

Aku menunggu pagi di malam yang sepi
Tapi menunggu malam di siang yang riuh
Meski kutahu, aku tidak akan menemukan jawaban dari apa yang kucari di luar sana
Karena jawabannya ada di hati yang luas

Melbourne, November 2015

Writing as a Sacred Path

There is a moment when you are idle in your habit because you should shift to another new experience. The moment when you feel that you encounter writer's block. I am kind of in that situation. Then, I need to arise my own motivation to revive the old me. It is sort of difficult to start writing consistently when we let it space out. Now, I am trying to find the answer "WHY" I should write. Simon Sinek, an international speaker said "always start with why". Yes, answering why is actually the basic thing to ignite motivation to be able to accomplish our goals. When we start with why, we could achieve the meaningful reason why we should do something. We will not do it because everyone else does it or we just try because our friends do it and we do not want to be left behind. I think this idea is also beneficial if we want to nurture our unvarnished intention to write. Well, I came across this fruitful writing, a review of a book, written by Hafsah, an islamic writer. I am really into her words. I will put this book on my booklist to buy and read. So, knowing that writing is a sacred path is a powerful motivation.

They say that writing is a calling: I felt that calling as a young teen, but only in secret. Even at such a young age I was only too aware that my writing would not be taken seriously. It would not be encouraged and I would certainly be told to spend my time more wisely. It seems that in the Muslim community, fiction is seen as mere entertainment, a frivolous pastime.
More than a decade later, having studied literature for many years and understanding the true worth of stories, I am still painfully aware that my writing will not be taken seriously in our community. It leads me to often question the purpose of my writing and what it does to benefit my faith. Jill Jepson’s book, Writing As A Sacred Path, serves as a wonderful reminder that writing, with the right intention, can be intrinsically connected to faith and can even serve as a form of sadaqah.
“Storytellers are custodians of human history,” Jepson reminds us, they are “the recorders of the human experience, the voice of the human soul”. Stories define what it is to be human; they enlighten us and guide us. In this way, writing can be a spiritual act, a form of charity and prayer. Writing can help nourish our spiritual lives, inspire us to think openly, and can be a wonderful gift of gratitude to the rest of the world.
Sacred Path is an essential guide for Muslim writers as it not only reminds us of why we should be writing, but it also offers excellent writing advice. The book is structured in four parts, each section highlighting different spiritual journeys from which we can learn to hone our own skills. . Admittedly, I wouldn’t recommend Jepson’s advice in its entirety, but there is definitely more useful advice than not.
The Mystic Life, the first section, includes some questionable ritualistic exercises, but it also imparts some interesting ideas about altering your writing perspective, such as letting inanimate objects speak, visualising scenes and crafting analogies. I would never have thought to write like this but I can see that it would help your creativity to flow more openly.
The Monastic Path is a useful section that discusses the importance of solitude in allowing your creative energy to rise, to connect with your inner self to find your authenticity as a writer. Jepson also encourages the appreciation of community, from where our inspiration arises and to where we bestow our stories, our gifts of gratitude.
The third part, The Way of the Shaman, encourages us to use writing to face our inner demons. A few of the exercises seem creepily like exorcisms (!) but I very much agree that overcoming fears is integral to writing. The beautiful part of this section is where Jepson explains how we can develop a relationship with the natural world through observation. As writers, we must see the Earth as a beautiful gift from the Divine which we must appreciate and care for.
The last chapter, The Warrior Road, was the one that I felt that came closest to Islam, and it is a shame Jepson has not drawn more from Islam in this book. The chapter focuses on honour and courage, perceiving writing as a battle for truth, justice and peace. Writing, Jespson says, is “finding the truest part of ourselves and having the moral strength to never waver from what we hold sacred”. She goes on to say: “it takes courage to write the raw, unvarnished truth: to expose your most private memories, dreams, and fears: to face up to what is wrong in the world and put it on the page; and to write with utter authenticity.”
Overall, Sacred Path is an excellent book for both well established and would-be Muslim writers, offering both spiritual and practical advice. It is a reminder to us that if we have been blessed with the gift of writing then we are “entrusted with sacred work” and it becomes our duty to write. As Muslim women, especially, we must write to reclaim our voices that are so often supressed from both within and outside our communities. We must let the world know that we too can write – we have our own voices, our own minds, our own dreams.
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A Journey Starts

It's been a long time I do not post anything in my blog. I categorize myself as unitask person. I think I could not get multiple things done well at once. I should focus on one thing then move to another thing. Hmm, it might be my personal justification that I cannot manage my time well, whereas literally people can still spare their time if they really think that writing is part of their lives. Well, I somewhat get lost recently. It is like I enter a new life which is very different from what I had endured previously. But then, I am learning and always learning in this life.

I feel like kind of relieved now because my first semester has already finished. The holiday is coming very soon. Meaning that no more uni activities and other study's responsibilities. This state of condition will influence our mood and reduce our excitement to study. Sometimes, we work better under pressure right? So, what comes in my mind is I should motivate myself to keep improving. I am the type of person who is very vulnerable if not surrounded by positive environment. I could become very indolent, unproductive, and disorganized if I am lack of positive activities though I just study. Thus, I always find activities or people who can motivate and inspire me to keep growing in virtues and achievements. 

This might be my declaration that I should keep updating my blog which was very lonely recently. No matter what I will write. I will write whatever comes in my mind and feeling. I should tell the world that I am still alive, very grateful and blissful. Alhamdulillah for everything that You have bestowed in my beautiful life, God. I should be happy then I can make everyone else happy. I should be tranquil then I can make other people tranquil.

Melbourne, 5 November 2015
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