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IN A HARMONY AND A ROAD


a long road after walking


Sejak awal mencintaimu senantiasa sebatas keasikan : anak-anak bermain hujan, menarik layang-layang basah, bernyanyi dengan keriuhan tanah yang diam-diam menampik mimpi mereka - jatuh perlahan, menipu dedaunan yang sebenarnya telah lebih dulu mencintaimu dengan sepatah ranting di tubuhnya.

Seandainya mencintaimu senantiasa kekosongan dari dalam air yang bergulung-gulung dengan gemetar, mencengkeram tanganku berikut keangkeran dari dalam hatimu : rumah paling merdeka bagi anak-anak yang bermain, aku menukaskan beberapa kepedihan lain lalu menukarnya dengan sebatang peluru mungil, berkali-kali muncul dari lubang pipimu yang putih.

Seperti jarak yang terlampau jauh ditempuh oleh punuk masing-masing orang yang berkekasih, perjalanan mencintaimu belum berhenti. Seperti kita yang kadang menangis dan kembali menutup mulut sendiri, membiarkan tenggorokan terbuka, membangun cabang baru, mencari jalur lain_jalur lebih singkat yang memuncakkan doa-doa lewat tumbuhnya kayu, meranggas di matamu, menjadi anakan air, jatuh berbutir-butir.

Namun akhir dari perjalanan menuju cintamu bagai moksa yang dikendalikan oleh cinta. Lebih dingin dari apa pun yang kelak kita simpan setelah moksa paling akhir. Memantrai cintamu yang berkali-kali membingungkan jalan pulang lewat hatimu sesungguhnya.



Palembang, 2012

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