my wild iris

lament for a friend continue...
once, i've found a wild iris, on my journey thru life. it's was december that year. i watch you grow wild, narrow spiky green leaves with blue-violet petals on bloom. you're wild, you're free. there's no fence, there's no wall that seal you. in the floor of rock layered with lichens, shaded by bark of tree you survive thru all this time. i see the beauty of your bloom, blue-violet petals arranged so well by God. the beauty captures and mesmerizes me, leaving my burdens behind.

one day i've found that one of your leaves is scratched, wounded by nature. maybe a being came across you, without realize it hurts you. but as your nature goes, you keep growing wild, despite the wounds in your leaves. i do nothing but to look after you each time i had time, each time i come to see you. to see how you are doing in the wild, how you grow your bloom thru mist of the forest edge. my feeling never change, although your beauty are broken, but you are my beautiful wild iris, as the first time i see you.

kado

hari ini adalah hari ulang tahunku. sebuah perjalanan yang cukup panjang bagi seorang anak laki-laki, yang tidak pernah membayangkan betapa tahun bergulir begitu cepat. masih teringat masa kecil, seperti baru berlalu beberapa tahun yang lalu. hari ini merupakan kado yang khusus dari Tuhan, sebuah hari baru yang menggenapi usiaku.
terima kasih Tuhan.

lament for a friend

the poignancy of things, a purple flower
the blossoms of spring, and the light snow of winter, how they fall...

the beauty of nature, a green leaf and, autumn colours...

the voice of the wind, the song of birds
a sad sea, a joyful sea, mountains, pebbles, a wild iris...

(taken from translation of Sumiregusa © 2005 Enya in Amarantine album)