The Morning Song Poem by Imam Setiaji Ronoatmojo

A quarter of the land is paddy
Place to hoe
Planting rice, strand of life
For the children and the past-period mother

Another quarter is restless
Looked to the land shadows
Next to the horizon, the sun began to wake up

A quarter again was missed
To the bird was sent flying to the east
After dawn away out of the nest

Last quarter is probably thee
Earth who put up any signs
Without love, what's the meaning?

(September,2010)