08 Maret 2011

DISCORDANT ADZAN

A discordant adzan calls me home
Questioned me what I want in life,
whether I was satisfied with the tip of knowledge I got

as if I plucked from a long sleep
it sink in and flowing in my blood slowly
pumping a desire again to learn about God's teachings
after years I immersed in the satisfaction that I have sufficient understanding

So when I jump back into it
I feel myself small, almost insignificant
I feel that I have been bragging
In fact, I realized that I have no knowledge even though its just the tip of my nail

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