Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Pages of A Story Book


 
By: Yohanes Manhitu
 
The days pass quickly like the pages
of a story book turned fast by a reader
hoping for a happy ending for himself
though the plot is uneasy, he knows

He has opened the book like a blind
The beginning flows like river water
moving toward the ocean of ecstasy
that turns into what he calls agony

The book is still open and read fast
While trying to reach the final page,
he finds there, much sadness and joy
and still he hopes for a happy ending

Chapter by chapter he now has passed
and still many more chapters to touch
Though the story is still far to complete,
a happy ending is all he wants to enjoy

Yogyakarta, 9 March 2005

Embracing the Wind


By: Yohanes Manhitu

Now I am standing here in a valley
looking at steep hills surrounding it, speechless.
I have named the valley "the valley of self-betrayal",
and the hills "the hills of suicide". That’s it!
I embrace nobody but the wind. Not bad!

In the dark clouds sweeping the valley,
I see a hypocritical couple in false harmony
marching with laughter towards the end of a kiss.
The man loves poison, while the woman loves honey.
Why should I sacrifice my mind for an inferno?

I know that I am still embracing the wind
And trying to persuade her to sing me a song.
Embracing the wind, I don’t break any human law;
embracing the wind, I can do it without self-betrayal.
As I embrace the wind, I am no longer a prisoner.

Yogyakarta, 2 July 2003

A New Day


By: Yohanes Manhitu

Lord, to your holy temple,
Today I thank you for the new day
That comes without complaints
To me, a small man.

From the east, a light is coming out,
Touching the face of the earth.
Everything is always new
For you are new forever.

Yogyakarta, December 2007

Old Latin Book



By: Yohanes Manhitu

There, on the floor, lies an old book.
No beauty it has in the arrogant library,
nobody cares about what existence it has.
I guess it has been asleep without a kiss.
It seems hard to be an ignored old thing.
Should all old things be forgotten?

Its appearance makes me curious.
I take two steps towards the old book.
I take it carefully and begin to examine it.
"My God", I say, "What a nice old book!”
It is a very good old Latin grammar book.
It is my gate to the realm of Latin.

Yogyakarta, 2 July 2003

Por sukceso necesas tri aferoj


« Por sukceso necesas tri aferoj: precize difini la celon, ekiri al ĝi kaj persisti ĝis la fino. » (Angle: Three things are essential for Success: Precisely define the goal, move steadily toward it, and persist and until you have reached it.) --Tibor Sekelj (14 February 1912 – 20 September 1988), a Hungarian born polyglot, explorer, author (mainly in Esperanto), 'citizen of the world'

Credo in unum Deum


I am not a Latin speaker, but am very interested in this great language--mother of all Romances languages--and sometimes say the "Pater Noster" and "Ave Maria". I still remember that the Latin sentence coming to my ears for the very first time (from the mouth of a priest), creating a beautiful tune in the air, was "Credo in unum Deum" (I believe in one God). It happened so many years ago when I attended Sunday morning mass with my father. It was long before I entered elementary school. Now I know that things happen for a reason. (29 September 2015)

Hakiduk uitoan


Hakiduk uitoan ne'e la'ós atu halai ka lakon, 
maibé atu babera ka hanoin kle'an liután; 
hafoin, hakat filafali ba oin, 
ho kbiit ne'ebé boot liután.

Liafuan sira: Yohanes Manhitu
Yogyakarta, 26 Setembru 2015