
DAUN KLASIK
p/s : pErSaHabaTaN iTu LebiH MaNis DaRipaDa maDu..LebiH daLam daRipaDa LauTan..LebiH JauH daRiPada aWaN.. Luv U my fRenZ.. ^^
~wassalam~
The sea's only gifts are harsh blows,
and, occasionally, the chance to feel strong.
Now, I don't know much about the sea,
but I do know that,
that's the way it is here.
And I also know how important it is in life.
Not necessarily to be strong,
but to feel strong.
To measure yourself at least once.
To find yourself at least once
in the most ancient of human conditions.
Facing the blind, deaf stone alone,
with nothing to help you,
but your hands and your own head.
p/s : kekuatan tidak datang dari kemampuan fizikal.. ttp ianya datang dr semangat yg tidak pernah mengalah.. ^^
~wassalam~
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods.
There is a rupture on the lonely shore.
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar.
I love not man the less, but NATURE more.
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