poetry - Under the Tent of Warmth

Under the Tent of Warmth

Under the faded tent,
Tables are arranged, dishes are arranged,
People come with shining faces,
Enjoying the dishes together.

Shoes and sandals are neatly lined up,
On the ground wet with morning dew,
A sign of respect, a sign of devotion,
Enter with a radiant heart.

Look at the man in white,
Steps lightly with a smile,
In another corner hands are busy mixing,
Presenting love in every spice.

On a long table full of dishes,
There are old hands that are not tired,
Arranging plates, sharing food,
Bequeathing love in charity.

Under the tent, jokes are heard,
With laughter, sharing stories,
In between the waving leaves,
As if celebrating joy.

The sky is cloudy but not gloomy,
Warm hearts at the banquet,
Small flags flutter silently,
Witnesses of a peaceful meeting.

They sat on simple mats,
Cross-legged close together, without partitions,
Enjoying the food, sipping prayers,
In a party that was far from grand.

This is the meaning of life,
Simple but full of meaning,
No need for a grand palace and luxury,
Just a small tent, and an open heart.

So let these memories be stored,
In the eternal traces of time,
Under a humble tent,
Warmth continues to blossom.

Indonesian version

Di Bawah Tenda Kehangatan

Di bawah tenda berwarna pudar,
Tersusun meja, tertata hidangan,
Orang-orang datang dengan wajah bersinar,
Menikmati sajian dengan kebersamaan.

Sepatu dan sandal berbaris rapi,
Di tanah yang basah oleh embun pagi,
Tanda hormat, tanda bakti,
Masuk ke dalam dengan hati berseri.

Lihatlah pria berbaju putih,
Melangkah ringan penuh senyum,
Di sudut lain tangan sibuk meracik,
Menyuguhkan kasih dalam setiap bumbu.

Di meja panjang penuh sajian,
Ada tangan tua yang tak letih,
Menyusun piring, membagi makan,
Mewariskan cinta dalam sedekah kasih.

Di bawah tenda, canda terdengar,
Bersama tawa, berbagi cerita,
Di sela dedaunan yang melambai,
Seolah ikut merayakan suka.

Langit mendung tapi tak suram,
Hati hangat dalam perjamuan,
Bendera kecil berkibar diam,
Saksi pertemuan penuh kedamaian.

Mereka duduk di tikar sederhana,
Bersila dekat, tanpa sekat,
Menikmati hidangan, meneguk doa,
Dalam pesta yang jauh dari megah.

Inilah makna kehidupan,
Sederhana namun penuh makna,
Tak butuh istana megah dan kemewahan,
Cukup tenda kecil, dan hati yang terbuka.

Maka biarlah kenangan ini tersimpan,
Dalam jejak waktu yang abadi,
Di bawah tenda yang bersahaja,
Kehangatan terus bersemi.