You said, "Every man puts his feet on a solid land,
Stretches his back straight,
And raises his face to the sky.
But there is no land for my feet.
Wherever I turn my eyes, wherever I may look
The waves push me,
Where I spent so many years fighting the wind.
How long will the salt crumb my skin?
I gained experiences and strength,
But I deserve better.
I dream in a sunny day,
I lay down under the trees,
Calm and extend my limbs on the warm sand."
...
You will never find any land.
The waves will follow you.
You will roam the same seas.
You will age in the same water;
You will grow gray in these same oceans.
You will never arrive to any land.
Do not hope for other than the waves.
There is no land for you, there is no sand.
...
Look at your feet.
You are on the beach right now,
You are just looking at the other side of the ocean.
You are always looking at what you do not have.
...
You are just fickle,
Bored and looking for mirage.
Yes, you deserve better.
But you devalued it when you had it.
...
How many times you landed, and then complained:
- "The rocks injuring your legs,
- And the sand burning your feet."
...
You never appreciate what you have.
There is no happier people.
There are just content people.
...
Your life is just lean years.
You never do what you love,
And you never love what you do,
Even when had the chance, you got scared.
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When you love what you have, you have everything!
