THE END; TESTIMONIES, XX: I – CXXVI

Writer by Nurel Javissyarqi
Translated by Agus B. Harianto

Chisels on the sheets of paper with blunt pen,
be allowed the stones of times are falling off onto the feet of sadness (XX: I).

The sweats are wiped for a moment, and then the air flares the feeling up, licks the sky
roasts the sun, and the princess moon watches it fully ire (XX: II).

Are there you still doubt to the second stage, while these times
become more lumped compactly, alike the liquid of thickly blood become more solid (XX: III).

The lava swoops at the slots of stones, the others make sediment to incarnate
become the lake of your twilight, those are the reddish bosom, and the revolution is felt usual (XX: IV).

The mountain, the cloud- cumulus watches on me alike illegitimate child is left by
the fate of humanity, but are still there your veil has in the hesitation? (XX: V).

Whereas the times picks up with any luxury, be bubbled with the odor of
great grand mother’s coconut tree’s flowers, and the air delivers the news about the creation
; this self is roasted, in the courage without end (XX: VI).

Oh my God, move the toes to walk on the sweet way for later,
the screaming from it ; as strong as your struggling as well as the God’s decided (XX: VII).

It is hard to say for the kindness had seen in front of the eyes,
while the words, is the incarnation of the most secret slashing surge (XX: VIII).

The love passion of the very spaciously foam suffered constantly aim to the beach is from you,
the footprints are wiped out to leave the memory’s bay of white’s flirt (XX: IX).

Oh my God, the fingers are stiff, the tongue is speechless don’t know what to say,
how to pain the color, what on the night’s situation is created by (XX: X).

As cold as the heart mind is sunk in the hesitation, accosts the sky without stars,
addresses the sea with the palm of hand had too far to have the salt in the fist of conviction (XX: XI).

Read again the fate on the palm of hand, if is scratched the destiny in the mind,
too tired to retrace, because the journey is not as deceitful as stops the story (XX: XII).

If presumably be difficult to compound the meaning from the sentence is going downstream
since from the beginning until the end, feels the beating of honesty in the bosom (XX: XIII).

Straight ahead, in order that from the depth is showed up the light of seriousness,
before uncovered by the willing of entire universe (XX: XIV).

If still in doubting, lift up your pen for the cracking lips become so hard to close
to talk about softness, because the time waits for with the pure stillness (XX: XV).

The seriousness of your breath unites the slashing of rolling wavelength
to reach the sand’s limit of your veins, the thunderous of rock stones be chased after by the yearning (XX: XVI).

Search the explanation in to the far away niche, the thread of times are opened be stared on your destiny
won’t doubt to tread on the promise creates the yearning, as much as the forever song of wanderer’s feet (XX: XVII).

The all kind of thorns and pebbles are handicapped the memory, still blossoming the flower of sincerity,
steps onto the seriousness of stones, carried on the arm by the dream aims to the decorative wedding- bed of the mist (XX: XVIII).

There is a little bit of doubt collects the times, while the days are more giving the answer,
shouldn’t it fastens, because the beach calls of the meeting again? (XX: XIX).

It had lacerated of the limit of serious fear, the jealous is the continuously yearning, lets step on
the stairs of cloud to blasphemy on the city of earth with the seriousness on love, let it be understood (XX: XX).

Be confidence ponder of that, the rhythm is felt took out, in a whole time is accosted with the sun
visits upon, you are taking the spreading light of lave (XX: XXI).

Alas the time, kiss on a thread of love is sent in the heart of across, lead it
on the token way, in order to the soul unites warmly of the water source of lime’s mountain, is saved
with the all of yearning, a hanging loosely of last night’s hair that without summit is wet (XX: XXII).

Trust that it is done at the most tired night’s hole, the fingers send the prayer to be blessed,
and then heard unclearly voice where it was came from, a kind of collection of stone’s doubting,
the seriousness of sweats, on the noisy of thunderous of thunder in your heart (XX: XXIII).

Resoluteness doesn’t revenge, but nurses yearning of coarse grasses, wild flower, vine
grasses, this is the arising of consciousness that imprisons the people of motherland (XX: XXIV).

The destruction of devotion is developed, it is begun the dream’s rotations onto the wind that fast, the violence of the power, the ancestor’s owes, the corruption’s horse and revolution (XX: XXV).

The strength of lunge assaults, the sunlight weights on the luxury building
trough the promises that without finish, cheerfully- happy even though reverses become weakly in the dreams (XX: XXVI).

I visit in the lost children by brings the flower of springs season
from the their forgotten birth land, had replaced by the iron’s horse (XX: XXVII).

But assumed by it as dreamer, then the self talks about the thing of incident,
to the motherland of birth; who is the dreamer between us? (XX: XXVIII).

The mother had broken heart or dying,
and then these feet are leaded aims to the village of inner heart (XX: XXIX).

Forgive, it couldn’t accosted you nicely at the station,
because doesn’t know in what way if it was you, also on the contrary (XX: XXX).

And then remind when become farmer moves to learn about the art,
even though steals the space can granted the highest dreaming (XX: XXXI).

If your words can’t collapse the buildings,
take down the gaps, what are you waiting the miracle for? (XX: XXXII).

When the hinterland people dashing against the port, the sharp thorn of softness of
the heart of rock, the jungle of wind- trees- wave are gathering in the quiver (XX: XXXIII).

Willing to lift up the life’s mystery at along of stretching map,
an attitude of wanderer delivers the sweat’s coming out to be useful (XX: XXXIV).

The poet doesn’t get, except picking up on the sweats dropping of worker,
because had spoken, the ability doesn’t only on the logical reasoning of feeling,
but the seriousness to create, from the pressing of reality (XX: XXXV).

It is not the abstract shadow that raised then assumed as the ability,
this is the fate’s embracing of the children get out from the arena (XX: XXXVI).

The one who be inpatient to meet the flower of the city of birth land, are there the remains of suspicious,
while the souls more stretches, as proper as the cloud cover the sky (XX: XXXVII).

Flooded by love and lave alike heavy rain is enjoyed,
the cloud is brought away since from the east of birth (XX: XXXIX).

The ship moves slowly is swayed by surge never bored,
the weather of ancient about be loyal onto the sailor to kiss the change,
the songs of nature make such a clicking noise to admire the life (XX: XXXIX).

God’s wish, the old singing is nursed in the ear
aims to the prosperity that never thought in the middle town (XX: XL).

It think about for a while and then welled up the words;
the world’s love resembling like the mother to her children (XX: XLI).

It is the stepbrother, if has no love sharpens the sensitivity in the heart,
while the surge keeps calling the pretty ballads (XX: XLII).

However that is, its intimate has the across yearning,
maybe in Java, China or maybe in India (XX: XLIII).

It should be intertwined with, if wants to feel the intimation of wavelength,
be molten become one without sharpen on where is the island of the bengawan came from? (XX: XLIV).

When the love moment spring, the surge’s splashing saws the rock become the relief of witness,
the adding of movement is the overcast really coves the ocean,
mentioned the steel flat is forged, for the Kris in the eyes of created craftsman (XX: XLV).

The day fully with riddle is a kind of carefully steps,
the reprimand remains the first step of roaring to start (XX: XLVI).

The left one will be sonly find the way of moving to chase,
scrapes on anywhere heart’s pounding gets the meaning of been done (XX: XLVII).

The old hill of human’s gravel, the joke’s colors of the blue surge and white sky,
the cloud misses the mountain flops the kayungyung to the village (XX: XLVIII).

So many times, the face of sky’s ocean is glittered bright, the color of instinct are admired
to spell, a middle line is seen by the boat, the soft touching spoils
the sailor; this is the empty room is contained with the fishes stripe the heart (XX: XLIX).

Apparently the gleaming is the rhyme of the truth feeling that ever thought,
which its harmony aims to the essence of working (XX: L)

; the surge is joking and now is stretching together greatly,
a thousand of cloud arrest the echo of reality numerical in the valley (XX: LI).

The singing of hope is echoing for the children of life,
the surge rides on the air of sky to float on the across place (XX: LII).

The dream country under the moon, the reddish dawn at veranda,
and then an ability definitely is ascertained (XX: LIII).

The retraced track drains all memory before meet the aroma of flowers,
the spinal cord feels the faith was kept, infiltrates into the deepest niche (XX: LIV).

The dusts had licked for mengampuh, in order that the temporarily soul is not just for a moment,
be putted by it the dust of forehead, for the blessing asking (XX: LV).

New island, mind extent wanders on the aroma of meeting’s memory
on the rising up flower’s sheaths, the fragrance sends the news about the creation (XX: LVI).

The small and cute shelter on rice field the smiling is neat, on the groan of farmer’s rice fields at the edge of town (XX: LVII).

It swings round the face with whole eyes have the rhyme again,
follows the soul’s melody that assigned by the value of wisdom (XX: LVIII).

This is the train of free smoking; there are no constructions of nature (XX: LIX).

When across the ocean, the addresses are spread around on the front,
the faces are shown out, its daydreaming is waiting (XX: LX).

The bananas are in a row to fulfill the edge of curving road,
has purpose to unite the willing on rumble like distant thunder for the blessing to meet (XX: LXI).

It was ever thought, craves the very deeply rooting feeling,
steals the possibility of morning’s destiny and the elegance can’t be described with the words,
alike the light’s tinged is waited by the good hoping (XX: LXII).

Are there question at those moment, you are gulping a divine gift of grace,
therefore work on the beginning answer of last night pain (XX: LXIII).

Soon or later the loyal one will surely meet, arise the logical reasoning of motherland,
the feet are step to as much as a swaying of hammer penetrates the meaning (XX: LXIV).

Those are the cooper arm of standing body, the iron’s poles, the running children,
leaves the trace on your night to wait for my coming in long time stare to be spring (XX: LXV).

Similar like long time ago the shadow of days is passed by the mangrove’s trees, the mountain is misty
the ocean free, the boat is sailed, the air sends the news, the country of emptiness is in the era of change (XX: LXVI).

It is the unpredicted trip, even craved on the feeling far away before,
goes to the across island, when the wanderer was stepping his first foot
for the next splendor steps (XX: LXVII).

Had not felt far yet, the thirsty wanderer is delivered by the wind of creation,
caresses irresistibility, be picked it up any time aims to the end of devotion (XX: LXVIII).

What are the good things of the words, if not to be done, and what is the doing of words
without deeply accepting, be eternal into the soul’s heart of mating (XX: LXIX).

Compulsion to jump up and down of your smiling reverberates into a whole depth of heart of the essence,
the position of isolated village, scales the sound on the space of conviction (XX: LXX).

I brings those cases into the trial of readers, wonder you are intimately to translate,
because of the question is too far, after get up from the long time sleeping (XX: LXXI).

The mystery of life that hanging around invites the attention,
you approve to be the witness of the sound’s coming (XX: LXXII).

And seriously translates the nature,
when the poets are on the table of creating (XX: LXXIII).

He won’t correct it in along time, if the rhythm is still intact
in the understanding (XX: LXXIV).

The loyalties for arranges the dreaming,
had too far to approve the proof of truth, understands the revolved world (XX: LXXV).

The attending of coconut tree’s flower increases warm to the whole ballads flatter
to be serious to the situation, tomorrow will pick up the certainty (XX: LXXVI).

The mount of your doubt is shadowing, in wave of river’s water swing by the fallen branch,
how much is it fall with shaking thud? As far as the passion gives news to the life (XX: LXXVII).

You were agreed on the explained knowledge; this took you to go away
beyond the coconut’s flower birth race of the great grand mother (XX: LXXVIII).

Become problem, answer or not, don’t you
are weighted by the answering, kindly bears even though be in doubting (XX: LXXIX).

The seriousness of surge splashing breaks the beach on the bay at that night
send the news about prosperity’s ballads, you were at the across island of receiving (XX: LXXX).

Gropes the heart to prepare the rebound of words, the ink had spread around as much as a kissing
the most mature room alike the universe of love is embraced with lave (XX: LXXXI).

You are too far to the point of problem, until understand about the self-trouble
which is in the struggling of fate, basically is same of go to the across island,
the place of the sun’s glorious, your village knows about the love (XX: LXXXII).

Should be able to understand on the long sediment of the actively dancing,
your testimony is alone at the slicing crying of inner heart (XX: LXXXIII).

The heart is testified with a whole touched on emotion and struck with amazement on your devotion,
when described by the water source aims to the reddish cheek (XX: LXXXIV).

It is the time to throw away the thorn of doubt learns the pure of conviction,
the period goes upward to leave the bad prejudice of history (XX: LXXXV).

In here doesn’t offer the sweets things, all came from the softness of reasoning,
approves even though have no supplies, unless a sheet of paper and a pen (XX: LXXXVI).

Should be fasten, expresses the written in the heart of consideration,
on kindness deed,
the mother’s patient wean her children to make their action become elegance (XX: LXXXVII).

You don’t ask, except invites to create the tied ropes of loyalty
for giving stake to the boat, be moored onto the port (XX: LXXXVIII).

The babbling of seagulls, accosts the news about the creation of dawn,
their wing’s flapping are actively passed, reaches the end of hoping (XX: LXXXIX).

The rushing sound of wave of my breath- yours are a gathering of irresistible yearning,
combs the angel’s hair be bathed by the light of sun, the color of twilight and dawn of
soul’s meeting, from the warm waiting of night- day are approaching each other (XX: XC).

The rain pulls the overcast at the sharp time of birth, and
the remembering more buzzing even there are no more other testimony (XX: XCI).

Your accosting in the whole poetry about fallen leafs at the summit of your lips,
be trembling to be doubt in the depth seriously with clearly eyes and stand erectly as a stone,
awaiting on the time to melt its self, in the willing of night (XX: XCII).

The struck with amazement and admiration are collected be folded friendly reverberates,
climbs up the struggling is stuck, in a hole of your fate’s level (XX: XCIII).

The pounding of sea is echoing visits the prosperity touching of the past times,
from the visited across, and then stays in the heart of your life (XX: XCIV).

The flower of resignation observes the sacrifice of the everlasting pitch,
the finger’s dancing jumps up and down lovely rotates the stillness of night,
translates the body in your eyes , hoped on the warm of campfire at that times (XX: XCV).

The touched soft caress won’t ever-faded passes over the man’s feeling that is
left by the sparkling brightly of town, the era peels the stones of memory to be seriously
to the change, decides the alabaster of your heart feels the women (XX: XCVI).

Read it trough the virgin touching, and stares at the renewal of the thinking,
even though is not the first night, for the creation’s calling of soul’s mirror (XX: XCVII).

It should be showed on stage of this, the long dancing of past time,
on your stage doesn’t know the beginning of time, rides on the conviction (XX: XCVIII).

Strengthens the yearning without ending,
it is awaiting on a whole of your time, until a line of flaw peeps at the whole things (XX: XCIX)

; passes over the eyes of inner heart, the eagle’s floating sends the news around about the island,
it pulls, in order that you understand how much the long yearning be freezing like stone,
as cold as the frozen snow on the night’s hand of mother’s curse (XX: C).

The time invites you to joke until forget in the pain’s cold of enchantment,
the softness of the time’s knitting strings, as tidy as the worker in front of the boss (XX: CI).

But why are you going to be withered?
Its showered strikes onto leafs that is shined by the future sun of working,
or too much in courage, bails the well until become turbid to doubt (XX: CII).

Whereas when the times are pulled, incarnate become zero and empty,
therefore obey this singing before all disengage (XX: CIII)

; in the depth of continuously yearning- jealous, had been waiting by all nation
at the hole of promised poetry, for the souls of gathering keeper (XX: CIV).

Remember the ballads of your hair, shoots of vast forest of archipelago, the result of your heart
is birth land, waits for the man from the across island, between the surge- air of the ocean (XX: CV).

Always want to see you at the hill of yearning, doesn’t that man’s chest
more up to visit the sun from far climbing, the stones
are mossy, at the cute houses stores the hope (XX: CVI).

Your leafs are vast forest of memory, palm’s flower at the island, will be marrying
in the middle of night, when the ship deliver the fate of humanity (XX: CVII).

How many times it must to be continually sung out, in order that you stuck the faith deeply,
watch the ship moves, on the surge under the blue of sky (XX: CVIII).

The rules of practicing asceticism are deed, with every feeling roar to the shape, doesn’t
the bird’s wings are far away stretching, get the detail of wisdom reaches onto the hills,
the steps to climb up the mountain of your dreaming, feels the surface of love’s mist (XX: CIX).

The shoot of air follows the fallen off of the palm’s flower, which is touched by the united time’s level,
in the heart’s struggling of your vast forest, which is taught by the power of embraced yearning (XX: CX)

; the glorious of sun of honest of deepest heart, roaring and struck in the middle of night,
the ship’s moving aims to the beach, faces to the wavelength of the storm smiling (XX: CXI).

The strong desire of seashore, blooms the yearning’s laughing in a hole of time, the rotation of season
is pulled by the air of wandering of your soul- my soul that is related tightly become one (XX: CXII).

What kind of leafs you burry, what kind of surge’s roaring aims to the ship?
the sincerity, a level as hills of rock at the edge of ocean, accosts the deepest self
until whole feeling is lifted up on the brighter space above (XX: CXIII).

The breath’s taking strengthens the cluster of yearning be guarded by the soul’s climbing,
the wave’s curvature of ocean’s fingers has the hand of death, scatters on the tip of south’s beach,
a whole yearning, doesn’t want to release the rock’s embracing of the cloud’s piling (XX: CXIV).

It pulls the far away courage, lifts the pen to reach the freshmen of soul,
while the sincerity of feeling, translates the hope become the melodies of romance (XX: CXV).

Gives the answer of the scratching, slices with blanketed on policy,
the forgotten on the sick of self out of control in the middle of evaporating ocean (XX: CXVI).

All at once the cloud of wish touches the ground, collapses the tapped fate,
in wave to visit the beach of power of humanity (XX: CXVII)

; gilds the struggling aim to the level of light, the echoing screaming like surge to open
the firmament of working, be based on the sweats of stars at the fontanel of night (XX: CXVIII).

There is the time for the journey must be stopped, when meets the beach’s prayer of mother,
and keep sails the question, aims to the hinterland’s village of soul (XX: CXIX).

And it drop the sentence about the height, the shriek of yearning sound from the depth of the heart,
be soaked by the sands of times, be buried in the pounding surface of your neck’s veins (XX: CXX).

The surge hits the eyes of heart to strengthen the bones,
felt bitter alike cliff in the hole of meditation times (XX: CXXI).

It must be said, in order that you are not shy to take her right,
if existed must be purposed to the beloved (XX: CXXII).

This divines for does loose the feeling of the one who took violently
the essence of feeling, the sense of essence in the depth of soul (XX: CXXIII).

If there is the arrogance, it just left to blow the candle turn the fire off,
you surely know that the passion is embraced on the yearning like a thunderous of thunder,
a beating of sadness in the loneliness that freezing become like stone (XX: CXXIV).

This birth of this time is together with the sentence that you understand
for the crossed traffic’s bridge, which its long creating aims to the sky;
the stones at there are resolved on the strong willing, be flopped by the thousand snake of iron (XX: CXXV).

This is session of being molten to suck the lips of your yearning, similar like the
repeatedly death that its grace is keep gave, while its energy is never really end (XX: CXXVI).

Glossary
1. Bengawan= took from Javanese which means large and long rivers.
2. Kayungyung= took from Javanese which means crazy about.
3. Mengampuh= took from Javanese that from the word ampuh which means the smell of the land had showered by the rainfall at the first rain.

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Syawal 14, 1940 (java) 1428 hijriyah (syawal= one of the months in Javanese Calendar, hijriyah= the years of Islamism’s calendar)

Jumat legi, October 26, 2007
(jumat = Friday Legi = the first day of five day week of the Javanese days)

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