Forgive Me - A Small Prayer Under A Dim Light Of Alcyone Poem by Eva Clara Harahap

Under the dim light of Alcyone, I sent all my prayers…
For it is the star that ward off all Evil…
And bring about wisdom, to every corner of desperation...
Forgive me to call you here, Alcyone…
For I have no other to ask, I thought of it as necessity…
My apologies, if everyone think otherwise...
All they have is just ignorance after all….
For it is the easier thing to do…

Please don’t be angry…
I took all happiness as my due…
I know memories will soon be fade…
As life will never wait for any regret…
No regret is all I wanted to have…
For inviting those necessities to my life…

Please don’t be afraid…
I am not here to ask for something…
That never belongs to me in the first place…
My apology for the time for the entire world…
That I overlook each second…

Please don’t judge me…
I am not here to ask for judgment…
That I forgot the grand love of my mother could give me…
Long time ago, when I lived in a small creek…
Full of beautiful swans that were swaying around me…
But neither could I join them….
For they never truly want me...

Forgive me, open wounds for pricking my finger into it…
I apologize for trying to heal it…
As it never the wounds that matter to anybody…
It is the healing that’s important…
That I could never be part of….
For being so disappointed why it is there in the first place…

Pardon me, oh rounded hope...
For I am laughing at it from time to time….
Thinking of life as exact as mathematic…
Pardon me, Oh dry desert….
For I don’t rush home, to bring you a spoonful of water…

Pardon me, oh flooded land…
For I don’t build a great ship to take everyone I love...
Sail away to the land, where the absence of sadness…
Brings more things to life and make everything real…

Pardon me, oh deep bushes…
For I never try to understand what’s underneath it…
For it is painful to understand…
Every invisible pain that brings invincible wounds…

Pardon me, Oh the love birds in the cage….
Your stare always fixed on the same point in space...
Forgive me, for ignoring the true essence of love…
It can even grow in an empty space….
Forgive me, for underestimating it, in the first place…

Don’t take offence, Oh my mighty soul…
I have only got you now and then…
For I don’t dare to hear anything you say…
For every real truth in front of me…

I apology for the felled tree…
As it only decorate my four dining table legs…
I apology for every great question, I abandoned….
As I was too lazy to look for the small answers…
As it will not make me look great….

My apologies to everything that…
I can't be everywhere at once….
My apologies to everyone that….
I can't be each woman and each man….
I know I won't be justified as long as I live,
since I myself stand in my own way….

I apology for the last time….
To ask Alcyone to help ward off the Evil…
But even with then, no one would understand….
All the kindness I have been trying to do…
Since I lived in a small creek long time ago…
For it is harder to accept love and kindness…
Than to bear all the crime of the world….

Forgive me for trying to believe everything otherwise…
Now, I am letting go things as anyone would do…
And may Alcyone help me one more time…

Copyright © Eva Clara Harahap July'09