As I sat with the sea foam, I reflected on the distant future I had to go through the eyes of the ocean.
Remembering the father and mother who had raised me, the fear that arises frightened me to live in the future. So far I looked at the eye of the eye to reach the goal.
Father and mother, I am aloof at sea now I want to see the expectation that approached like a sea at sea toward me. Sometimes the sound of the waves makes me afraid of the darkness of my heart for faith, I am afraid of life in contempt, I am afraid to live in dark conditions of the future because I do not believe in the hope given by others.
Father, I miss and fear the absence of father.
Mother, I'm afraid when tomorrow the absence of mother does not know where I complain.
My eyes are in tears remembering what will happen in the future. God protect me from all your trials for me.
