Kita mengembara
menembus bayang maya
cermin tak berlapis perak,
menerobos cahaya kristal
tanpa gelap mega.
Bila bunga-bunga lili
telah bertumbuhan,
bila seluruh akar-akar
bertatapan dengan bintang
dan jenazah itu tak
memejamkan matanya,
kita tak ubahnya sekawanan angsa.
Lukisan Boo Ehrsam
Earth
We travel
over a mirror
without silver,
over a crystal
without cloud.
If the lilies were to grow
upside down,
is the roses were to grow
upside down,
if all the roots
were to face the stars
and the dead not shut
their eyes,
we would be like swans.
