Pool of Time

Times are changing, the environment is changing, the mind is changing, and life is changing. Everything changes, and will never be the same. Whether in seconds, minutes, hours, days, months, or even years. Today we are with the closest people, and tomorrow we may be cornered in different things. The near suddenly drifted away, the distant suddenly drew near. Today we work in a comfortable environment, with relaxed friendships, and warm families. However, tomorrow and who knows when we will be in a completely different situation. Work with a rhythm that will certainly be full of changes every time and stop at a frozen situation within a limitation. Like cooking, the menu is varied. The matter of taste depends on the taste, presentation, and completeness of the ingredients.

Buzzing is a feeling that often comes when the time slap is created. Not just now, but when the lamp dims. Makes the energy seem away from getting closer. Confidence is slowly fading away. And the deadlock is getting worse. The white color that is even seen in the presence around seems to cover all the colors that sweeten the room that is lost in the eyelids. Though there are many colors tucked away to be noticed. So moving to touch the buttons on the keyboard is very heavy, like being attacked by pain in the nerves.

Only one in mind, kind, good-natured. About the circumstances, about all the things that have passed until now. However, the self-confidence suddenly recurs and comes back. As usual, always a mountain of madness. There is a torrent that still rains on the right and left brain. Swollen petals ignore the chaos in the rectangular space. Pinta is still the same returning everything. About the wholeness that I had visited. Just being me is me. Because no matter how hard you try, it doesn't make everything okay. Just being myself is me. Because the universe flatters it when the rainbow begins to accompany the sky with its drizzle and crystal grains.

This time, it is enough to raise hands with the same prayers. Ask for happiness by spreading patience, the sea of ​​sincerity, and increasing effort. Taking care of the hearts of the children who have accompanied until now, that's all they have at this time. Bismillah. Everything will be fine as usual.

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