It's Hard to Say 'OK'

When my heart can not stay calm, I wrape myself in a bias circumstance. Many questions appear, I always try to answer it by saying 'I don't know'. Why am I too crazy on thinking over whether tomorrow still mine and so does today? Like a thin butterfly in a very beatiful garden yet full of burden to touch even one of rose crown. I saw and see it, but I handle it invisible.

So just one path in peace I've to go through, in guiding of my beloved guide. That path is not real. Just when I clean myself up I can be the part of it. To be a dust with other thousands of dust, like Rumi beside me... Free from wrapeness.

In Syawal I walk
Budi