can't dance without you...

So many steps taken,
Many arms held,
Music turned up,
Rhythm counted,
But in my heart…
You will always be….

No salsa will feel the same without you, Steve,
For all the months we trained together,
All the rhythm miscalculated,
All the steps miscounted,
All the trials and errors made,
All the fun we shared.

No lead will match up to you, Julio,
For all the graceful moves,
The gentle but defined leads,
The unmistaken guide through impossible moves.

No bachata will feel the same without you, Matt,
The other side of you I’ve seen through the songs,
And the moves,
And the leads,
How it made you a completely different lead than in salsa,
How gentle you could be,
And how an amazing bachata you made.

No learning on the spot will be the same without you, Nat,
And how we learnt to bachata right there on the dance floor,
And having fun was much more than just looking cool,
And making the right moves.

And there will be no moment that I hear reggaeton when I don’t miss you, Tyler,
For finally…
In my crazy little world,
Somebody actually jumped at the chance to share a reggaeton with me,
And it had been purely fun and energizing.

And for all you,
A million of thank you’s and love,
For making such a magical journey
Through music and dance.

And forever you will be,
In my heart,
Whenever I dance to our songs.

just one soul

If dancing can change the world,
I would wear out a million pairs of shoes.
If crying could wash out all the hatred,
I would cry my heart out.
If singing could pacify the restless mankind,
I would hum lovely lullabies.

I wish I could bring you lovely melodies,
I wish I could dance away your pain for you,
I wish I could tuck you in at night with soothing lullabies,
I wish I could wipe away your tears,
And fears.

I wish I could change the world.

If smiling could bring another smile on the way,
I would smile forever.

And that is exactly what I intend to do.

If I could touch one soul,
Just one soul,
The way you touched mine,
With that beautiful smile,
I would smile….
And smile….
And smile…
And smile….

For I cannot change the world,
But I can smile,
And wish that the smile makes a difference,
Even if it is for one soul,
Only for one soul.

Yours.


Salatiga, May 18, 2009

....panjenengan....

Ing weninging ati,
Sepining wengi,
Aku kelingan sliramu,
Sing wis suwe takantu-antu.

Keprungu swaramu,
Kelingan esemmu,
Kepara kabeh rinasa semu,
Amarga atiku dudu duwekmu.

Kangmas,
Ing jroning atiku,
Tansah ana sliramu,
Ora-oraa kewates wektu.

Lan asmamu,
Tansah keprungu ing kupingku.

Nanging uripku,
Dudu duwekmu.


Salatiga, 18 Mei 2009

embun

rapuh,
seperti embun yang mengembang di pagi hari.

lembut,
seperti kabut yang melayang di pekat pagi.

segar,
seperti embun yang menggelinjang di dedaunan sunyi.

misteri,
seperti kabut yang menutup segalanya.

dan cintamu,
kan kujaga...selama kubisa.

kerapuhannya,
kelembutannya,
kesegaran yang dibawanya,
misteri keberadaannya,
....... bagaikan embun bagi pagi-pagi jiwaku.....

untukmu,
selamanya,
takkan pernah kulupa.

in your eyes

in your eyes,
i see a better me,

a reflection of love,
compassion,
passion,
patience,
affection,
strength,
honesty.

in you eyes,
i see a prettier me.

a picture of beauty,
intelligence,
knowledge,
wisdom,
experience.

in your eyes,
i see a stronger me.

a vision of adventure,
challenges,
opportunities,
bravery,
independence.

in your eyes,
i see perfection.

the ups and downs,
the strengths and weaknesses,
the frailty and stubbornness,
the dreams and illusions,
the obsessions and realities,
all the shortcomings that made me what I am.

in my eyes,
I see You.

and the Perfection that is You.

and hope,
that you see it, too.

Salatiga, May 10, 2009

dedicated to the Rowdy one :p

die Kerze

Let it burn,
Let it burn,
Let it burn until the end,
Until all the wax has melted,
And the wick turns withered and black.

Let it burn,
Let it burn,
Let it burn until the end,
Until the drops of hot wax burn your skin,
And makes you wince with pain.

Let it burn,
Let it burn,
Let it burn bright,
Let it burn fast.

Let it burn,
The way I’d burn for a desire to live,
And live life,
Live life to the fullest.

Salatiga, May 10, 2009

footwork

Dance with me.

Let the rhythm enters your soul.

Free you heart.


Dance with me.
Hold my hands and don’t let go.
Touch my back and leave your hands there.


Dance with me.
And let the music carry us away.
To the land of passion and energy.


Dance with me.
Watch me sway for you.
Move with me and lead me away.


Dance with me.

Let your feet roam free.

Watch me smile for you.

Move for you.

And dance with me.


Just dance with me.

the boy with hazel eyes

and the boy with hazel eyes falls asleep,
in the arms of his guardian angel,
soft, warm, protected from the world.

and the boy with hazel eyes opens his big heart,
to a world of wonder, and love and anticipation.

and the boy with hazel eyes no longer fears himself,
for himself is the first he should love,
and cherish,
and respect,
until the end of times.

and the boy with hazel eyes looks at his guardian angel,
and asks her,
'why do i feel pain?'

she answers,
'because of your big heart, my boy...
because you take the pain and make it yours...'

and the boy with hazel eyes cries....
pouring his heart out in her arms.

and she held him, she held him...
she held him....
until moments became eternity...
and the world melted into one.

and as she disappeared like a morning fog giving away to the sun,
he heard her say,
'you have such a great heart, my boy with hazel eyes,
and i feel your pain...
but fear not,
for my arms will always be there...
wherever you are.'

Changi, May 3, 2009