A Ship in the Harbor
I considered this quote for a moment.
A ship is built to sail the seas. To live through the corrosive power of the sea water. To brave the high-winds. To be lost, sometimes.
To rejoice, when spotting the guide light from the light house.
Struggles. Risk. Fatigue.
Can the Ship avoid all this?
You can sit quietly in the harbor. Enjoying the breeze and sun-sets. With lazy sea-gulls giving you company.
But, what is the purpose of a Ship?
Am I here to float near the docks, only to rot? Am I here to complain the impact of the salt water to my bellies?
I am built to Sail.
I am built to face the winds of the Seas.
I am built to live through Thunders.
I am born to live.
But how can I cut through the turbulence of the Seas?
Where are my anchors?
Open your eyes and see your anchors. They are always there.