Rehat masa tua
They Came to Rest
The ruff by the river,
the duck at the door—
neither sought a home,
nor hoped for more.
They did not come to rule or roam,
but to find a moment of peace—
a quiet breath
in a world that never stops.
No nest, no claim, no cry—
just rest.
And in that stillness,
isn't there something we too long for?
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