Blue Terrace

When I went to Jakarta last March, I took this picture from my apartment. I found it cute, a blue terrace on someone balcony among that tin roof. I would imagine the owner sit on that green chair just for the sake to get some air from overly humid weather. Thought this terrace is unique because it's stand out from its surrounding.

While posting this, I stumbled on one website with a beautiful poem :

You do not have to be good.

You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.

You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.

Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.

Meanwhile the world goes on.

Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers.

Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again.

Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese,
harsh and exciting -
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

"Wild Geese" by Mary Oliver

Then a quick thought seeped into my head, no more temptation to be good, like that blue terrace above.. it is not afraid to be fifferent from others, just be yourself no matter what they say. Well I guess it's time to sleep now.. it's 1 AM in DA....g'nite all..