Hening...
Tak ada suara desir angin..
Bahkan binatang malam, jangkrik, garempung atau apalah tak terdengar...
Senyap...
Sunyi....
Dingin malam ini, sedingin hatiku...
Kuingin dekat dengan-Mu...
Sekedar curhat atau PROTES KERASS!!!
Tuhan,ternyata kau masih perhatian kepadaku...
Hening...
Senyap...
Sunyi...
Apakah aku sudah kufur akan nikmat-Mu????
Apakah aku tak bersyukur atas apa yang tlah Kau berikan??
IYA!!
Aku protes atas perhatian-Mu...
Sunyi senyap...
Hening...
Tuhan, genap 1 minggu kau pertemukan ku dengan orang yang mengubah hariku..
Secepat itu Kau hadirkan dia.
Dan secepat itu pula Kau musnahkan dia dari sisiku.
Bila bayangku masih di utara kota ini.
Jangan Tuhan.
Biarkan bayanganku berada selalu disisiku, selalu di depanku, selalu dibelakangku.
Terserah darimana Engkau mengarahkan Cahaya-Mu kepadaku.
Tuhan...
dalam Hening ini...
kuTerdengar...
Suaranya...
Terlihat senyummu diantara gelapnya malam...
Lirih hatiku bernyayi....
She 
may be the face I can't forget 
a trace of pleasure I regret 
may be my treasure or the price I have to pay 
she may be the song that Solomon sings 
may be the chill that autumn brings 
my be a hounded tearful things 
within the measure of the day. 
She 
may be the beauty or the beast 
may be the famine or the feast 
may turn each day into heave or a hell 
she may be the mirror of my dream 
a smile reflected in a stream 
she may not be what she may seem 
inside as shell 
she who always seems so happy 'n proud 
who's eyes can be so private and so proud 
no one's allowed to see them when they cry 
she may be the love that can and hope to last 
may come to me from shadows of the past 
that I remember till day I die 
She 
may be the reason I survive 
the why and where for I'm alive 
the one I'll care for through the rough and rainy years 
me I'll take her laughter and her tears 
and make them all my souvenirs 
for where she goes I got to be 
the meaning of my life is 
she, she, she
(Elvis Costello-She)
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