The foot of the child does not know that foot, and wants to be
butterfly or an apple.
But soon the glass and stone,
the streets, stairs, and walk the hard earth
teach to the foot that can not fly, can not be
round fruit on the branch.
The foot of the child has since been defeated, is
fallen in battle,
was taken prisoner,
condemned to live in a shoe.
Pablo Neruda
Too many times we feel confined in small and large enclosures, where dreams find their purpose, and any desire or ambition for ever dies.
There is no place, however, where you can lock up the will to continue living anyway. Each
albeit devastating defeat is never the end, everyone can still be butterfly, ripe fruit on the tree, and fly where you remain forever a child's foot.
need just a little bit of courage that binds loose shoe and throw it away, and then, on the way RISK glasses ...
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