Kasidi Velintry (3) - The Third Day of Velintry

The Third Day of Velintry - Tri Budhi Sastrio

The younger generation is always admired
with hope by the wise because they are
who is considered the successor
human civilization.

Although sometimes noble praise
not conveyed through words and
greetings but only hues happy singing
in the chest -- this is the ideal form -- but still
almost no hope which is not flowery for them.

Here's a side note for the record written
on February 24, 2012 in Poznan, Poland.

Like the waves of the Tiang Kang river --
that's what a knitter said.
Chinese martial arts story once said -
the wave behind is always pushing the one
in front, wave that behind him he pushed
again that wave ahead.

And so it goes on alternately, never
stops, never ends.
Human generations if we look at their fate
turns out it's not much different.
Which befalls exactly the same, maybe only
different clothes and robes.

The name of the Rumi poet, Khalil Gibran,
also said the same thing about children,
about the younger generation.
Even out loud, the poet who his thoughts
spanned the entire universe
the world of literature, influencing everyone
who have read his thoughts and works,
reminding parents -- whatever status
and position -- they are not owners of children
and the younger generation.

They were only given a noble task
to accompany and send
to the gate of era and then there
assignment will be handed over
and noble obligations are over.

Children and the younger generation are
their own, belongs to their future,
the older generation even in a dream
it is impossible can achieve it.

The noble task of the older generation is
ensure that everything is possible done,
indeed it has been done as it should be.

Unfortunately, because sometimes it is too
busy with many problems before our eyes,
is precisely this noble task be number two,
number three, or even number five while
number one, which is appropriate for them,
eh... it's not even clear for whom.

This is a problem for some reason
since time immemorial it has always been
repeated, understood, but then it happens again.
Even though it is busy itself also a gift of grace.

Everything in the world was of course beautiful
in its time, then withers, fades, disappears,
and then only a few memories remain.
The latter must also be acknowledged that at
eventually it will also disappear,
disappear somehow where, and the world
no longer remembers it.

It's clear how temporary it is
humans and even their civilization
which is majestic and extraordinary.
The question is why?
Is this because of orders, words and will of
the almighty who is also the great creator?
Well... whatever knowledge and
human belief -- the believer or the one
don't believe it -- it will end up being
the same anyway.
From existence to nonexistence while
the opposite is true
maybe not for us but for them.

The deadline for each has been determined,
and that's where the steps are swung
accordingly with the rhythm.
The busyness and problems of the world
Create this trip is less boring.
Therefore happy are those who are busy
and have to face many problems
because the journey to the finish line
becomes more less felt and don't forget,
empathy and love for others,
make a trip there not only
not felt but instead full of
the hues of noble romance.

     It wouldn't be a headache if another leap of thought occurred, but this is what was conveyed on the third day. This time it is still not poetry, at least that is what has been observed and felt. Only narratives written in poetic form.
Insolent, really impudent...