Mist of Time

5 AM…17 March 2007
My train went eastward…
I saw reddish-yellow light arouse in peak of those mountains.
It looked very beautiful

Then…the air breezed through the window and touched my skin gently
I felt the coolness
I liked it
I liked the freshness as it brought the mist

I still kept my eyes on the light
Gradually, it became lighter
It soared higher
The color turned brighter
Then the weather was warmer

My heart suddenly turned glad
When the attendant announced…
The train would arrive soon
15 minutes ahead, it stopped
I stood, taking my luggage
I stepped down, walked among the crowd of people
Then I saw him…
Dear, I came to Jogja

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