What strange miracles are there?
As to me, I know of nothing else but what I see;
Whether I walk through the streets of Beseri…
Or dart my sight over the roof-tops of the houses;
Or stand under the trees around Bukit Tunjung;
Or sit at a dinner talam with the rest…
Or by looking at strangers passing by the main gates;
Or birds flying in the evening sunset from the window;
Or the stars shining so quiet and bright under Dataran Aspuri...
These with the rest, one and all…
Are to me – miracles;
The whole thing each existence and in its place;
To me… every hour of the light and dark is a miracle;
Every tiny inch of space is a miracle;
Every square distance of earth's surface is a miracle…
Every cubic depth of the blue sea is a miracle;
But…have we ever wondered and explored
…The Miracle responsible of all these miracles?
In memory: Pantai Medeka, 1999