Cantik betul hari ni. Dari pagi saya keluar bekerja hinggalah pulang. Malam pula senyap sunyi tanpa bunyi kenderaan. Bintang bersinaran gemilang. Saya kira hampir 5 kali saya perhatikan langit dari siang ke malam. Saya suka pada warna dan bentuk awan. Menenangkan. Dan yang paling saya suka ialah ketika tengahari, dibawah celah dedaunan, ranting dan dahan; memerhatikan warna awan disebalik panahan matahari dari bawah pokok. Lebih seronok jika ditiupi angin nyaman. Saya suka buat benda sebegini secara berseorangan. Kalau ramai-ramai belum pasti mereka faham. Pernah suatu ketika saya menyelinap masuk ke sekolah rendah saya semata-mata ingin berbuat aktiviti ini. Sudah penat berdiri, saya berbaring di dalam longkang kering. Tak perlu pedulikan orang lain. Tunggu sampai jam 4, boleh terus main bola di padang sekolah.
Sekarang sudah kurang jumpa pokok. Bukan Jasin maju sangat tetapi saya yang kurang keluar ke tempat yang berpokok. Depan rumah pun takda pokok. Ada pun tengok dari jauh saja. Teringin berbuat begitu lagi tanpa ditemani rasa kesal hadiah dari dunia hari ini.
They make a sound. Can't you understand? What they did that for? I just cannot tell. They still have some task to get done with. Suddenly, they start to shout and one of them said;
"I know where all the good things go. They are locked up in an aisle, somewhere in his heart"
They make a fun of him. Just to take him down. Such a guilty place of a second chance.
and they start to shout. and they start to shout. and they start to shout. and they start to shout. and they start to shout. and all of them said and all of them said and all of them said and all of them said and all of them said;
"We know where all the good things go. They are locked up in an aisle, somewhere in his heart"
Now suddenly it's too much!
"You know where all the good things go. They are locked up in an aisle, somewhere in your heart"