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Sonnet 106: When in the chronicle of wasted time

When in the chronicle of wasted time
I see descriptions of the fairest wights,
And beauty making beautiful old rhyme
In praise of ladies dead, and lovely knights,
Then, in the blazon of sweet beauty’s best,
Of hand, of foot, of lip, of eye, of brow,
I see their antique pen would have express’d
Even such a beauty as you master now.
So all their praises are but prophecies
Of this our time, all you prefiguring;
And, for they look’d but with divining eyes,
They had not skill enough your worth to sing:
For we, which now behold these present days,
Had eyes to wonder, but lack tongues to praise.

Sajak Rajawali

Sebuah sangkar besi
Tidak bisa mengubah rajawali
Menjadi seekor burung nuri

Rajawali adalah pacar langit
Dan di dalam sangkar besi
Rajawali merasa pasti
Bahwa langit akan selalu menanti

Langit tanpa rajawali
Adalah keluasan dan kebebasan tanpa sukma
Tujuh langit, tujuh rajawali
Tujuh cakrawala, tujuh pengembara

Rajawali terbang tinggi memasuki sepi
Memandang dunia
Rajawali di sangkar besi
Duduk bertapa
Mengolah hidupnya

Hidup adalah merjan-merjan kemungkinan
Yang terjadi dari keringat matahari
Tanpa kemantapan hati rajawali
Mata kita hanya melihat matamorgana

Rajawali terbang tinggi
Membela langit dengan setia
Dan ia akan mematuk kedua matamu
Wahai, kamu, pencemar langit yang durhaka

On Pain

Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses
your understanding.

Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its
heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.

And could you keep your heart in wonder at the
daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem
less wondrous than your joy;

And you would accept the seasons of your heart,
even as you have always accepted the seasons that
pass over your fields.

And you would watch with serenity through the
winters of your grief.

Much of your pain is self-chosen.

It is the bitter potion by which the physician within
you heals your sick self.

Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy
in silence and tranquillity:

For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by
the tender hand of the Unseen,

And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has
been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has
moistened with His own sacred tears

DIPONEGORO

Di masa pembangunan ini
Tuan hidup kembali
Dan bara kagum menjadi api

Di depan sekali tuan menanti
Tak gentar. Lawan banyaknya seratus kali
Pedang di kanan, keris di kiri
Berselempang semangat yang tak bisa mati

Hujan di bulan Juni

Tak ada yang lebih tabah
Dari hujan bulan Juni
Dirahasiakannya rintik rindunya
Kepada pohon berbunga itu
Tak ada yang lebih bijak
Dari hujan bulan Juni
Dihapuskannya jejak-jejak kakinya
Yang ragu-ragu di jalan itu
Tak ada yang lebih arif
Dari hujan bulan Juni
Dibiarkannya yang tak terucapkan diserap akar pohon bunga itu