Let Your Heart Speaks
To the mirror and the blue lake
Have you ever seen your face there?
How does it look?
To the air of life and the flow of soul
Have you ever tasted the silence?
How does it feel?
The air and the moon of a graveyard world
Will they let you die?
Even if you are a miserable wretch
Will you be crying?
You are alone
Always be alone but your shadow
All the darkest night you weep in
Put you to the miserable end
The smallest one, glittering out a blist
It speaks to be touched
Shall it end with no hope?
Right there, yes, right there
Let your heart speaks…
(Seminar on Literature class, 25 Mei 2007)