Sekar Budaya NusantaraIn the mirror, I hide from all eyes except my own. Only I can set me free. Free to embrace my past, my inheritance, my legacy. I am Srikandi.
Summer has no hold
over my restless heart
I seek the dance
The world has passed me by. It chases images, I chase dreams and the two are never the same. Sometimes I forget and I drown in limpid pictures.
I am Mutiara Hati.
The hikayat
calls me to return
to my art
Sacrifices must be made. Time. Place. Demands that must be phased. All shall mean nothing if I do not listen. To my heart. I am Suara Hati.
The pantun sings
But no one listens
Except the waves
The legends must be told. The audience must be awakened. For as they sleep and eat and play, their legacy fades away. I am Penglipur Lara.
The gamelan whispers
Upon brass instruments
The musicians long gone
Long gone...
Listen...listen to the words carried by the gentle sea breeze to your doors. I am here, let me in. I am your Srikandi.
