how are you?
“Boleh anda tulong saya”, or
can you help me?
For how am I going
to shake hands with you?
When you woke me up
at early dawn in Laban Rata-
Base Camp at 7.1 centigrade,
freezing my bones, trying
to break my will.
Until when (“pukul berapa”)
would you wait for me?
Your sentinel peaks
are mocking my pace
Your towering slopes, slowing me down
Your granite walls
just awesome to behold!
And your bottomless gully
chasing my spirits away.
CAN YOU REALLY WAIT FOR ME?
“Terima kasih” or
thank you, anyhow
For the mysteries engulfing you
are only magnetizing me:
step by step, breath by breath,
to inch closer to you,
to forget about crippling injuries
but to immortalize LIFE and Courage
And then,
you hugged me at 13,455 feet
7 o’clock in your breezy morning
and whispered, “Selamat detang”
or “WELCOME”
How could I ever forget that moment
We were in a tight embrace
You, the monumental figure
of Mother Time
And juvenile me, searching since,
for you in the vast expanse
You humming lullaby’s,
cuddling my innocence
When I return
to bring my friends
to also shake hands with you
I can only say,
now that I am home
“Jumpa lagi” or
See you soon.
By: Abe S. Manlawe, M.D.-Psychiatry
July 16, 2006
Dr. Abe Manlawe & Manwel Roble
1 Bahasa is the national language of Malaysia
2 comments:
Boss Jing!
:D
Naa diay ka sa Malaysia ?!
Naa baya ko sa SG.
He-he-he!
- Jack -
I haven't been outside the PI in all of my life. The closest I have been to outside of my country is in "Dreamland".
My friend, Dr. Manlawe do went to Sabah several times to compete in the Mt. Kinabalu mountain-run race.
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