Bojonegoro, 6th July 2020
By: Erna St
Dry branches
are forced to break.
Hesitating
between staying and settling with all the pain
or choose to
fall to the land.
Even though the
wind keeps blowing,
The sky changes its
color,
The rain falls
and stops,
He remained at his
stance.
From a distance,
he looked like staring at the clouds.
With a little
faith,
He asked the
Creator to get a longer time.
Once again, he
tried to strengthen himself.
He thought he
would be strong again.
But the truth
is, the possibility of being real never happened.
The whole day
goes by,
Even the weeks
go by,
He's just more
fragile.
Slowly he
realized
His presence is
over.
Worse, he could
no longer sustain himself.
In the end, a
small things but big decisions is made.
He chose to
break apart and threw himself to the land.
It didn't take
long,
He even united
with the land he never thought would be his last home.
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