I've had just enough time to... encounter a grasshopper in my room
The grasshopper I encountered in the seventh floor of my hotel room in Kuching
I found
a grasshopper
On the
seventh floor of my hotel room
How did
it get there? I do not know.
But it
must have hopped there
All the
way from where it came from
I said ‘hello’
but it hopped away
To a far
corner of the room
I left
to do what hotel occupants do
And when
I returned, it was gone
I never saw it again but did I hear its song?
In the
early morning
Before
the breaking of the dawn
I was awaken
by singing in my room
I don’t
which is lonelier
The
singing by my bed or
The
early morning prayer
Enveloped
by the yearning
And the
longing
I fell
into a strange dream
Of
heaven and home…
Two days
ago when I opened the door to my hotel room in Kuching, a tiny grasshopper
sprang away from me. I followed it to the center of the room where it stopped
and viewed me with cautious eyes as I snapped it. As I had to leave immediately,
I left it undisturbed where it was. When I returned late that night, it was
nowhere to be seen. The next morning when it was still dark, I was awaken by
the shrill singing that after several moments of sleep deprived confusion, I concluded
it must be from the grasshopper in my room though I am not sure what sound
grasshopper make. At the same time, the early morning prayer from across the
river wafted into my room. Surrounded by these two sounds, I fell asleep again
to a strange dream…
