Sand and Stone Carving

Sand and Stone carving

Once, there was a pair of wanderers who are traveling. They, are now crossing the vast desert. As long as the eye could see, there is only sand that stretched horizon. Tread-existing footprints behind them, forming a trail that was not broken. Meandering structure, looks like a curve line, which culminate in each step through which they pass. Occasionally dust the sand hit the body, and make them run to duck, to avoid the little storm. Suddenly, there was a big storm coming. Its very strong gusts, making their bodies swaying, and dizziness. The strong blows that immediately makes the ends of their garments fluttering, and push their bodies toward the rear. Fortunately, they were holding, and can withstand the storm. However, there are other disasters that may befall them. Open their drinking supplies, and carried by strong winds earlier. 'Ah ... we will die of thirst here, 'said one traveler.

Tired survive after the storm, they sat stunned, deplores the loss of their drinking supplies. Someone from them, seemed to write something on the sand with his fingertips. 'We are sad. We lost our lunch drinks in this place. "Nomad others looked confused, but still clean equipment. The storm is completely over, and both went on the trip. After a long down the field, they see an oasis in the distance. 'We survived, said a traveler,' look, there's water there. 'They're half-ran toward the water. Fortunately, it was not a mirage. Behold, a small pond with plenty of water. Both were soon drinking their fill, and take a rest for the journey. While resting, wandering the same start writing something. He held the knife used to carve on a stone. 'We were happy. We can continue the journey to find this place. "

Feeling confused by the behavior his friend, another wanderer began to ask questions. 'Why are you writing now on a stone, while the earlier you wrote in the sand when we lose our drinking supplies?' Smiling at the question, the friend began to respond. 'When we got trouble, write it in sand. Let the wind will take him far away from the sincerity of memory. Let the record will disappear with the spread of sand sincerity. Let it evaporate and disappear. '' But, remember, when we get happiness, glory chisel it in stone, in order to keep remembering and make us happy. Nock the fun memories in hard stone, so that nothing can erase. Leave a note of happiness it is still there. Let it all saved. "

Both were smiling again. Have sufficient supplies of drinks, and they went back to continue their journey.

Friends, sometimes indeed, we see the sadness and happiness. At times, both are present alternately, each other's way of life changed the coloring of this length. Both, I believe, gives us a kind of memory that often make us remembered. However, is there anything we want to be like wandering about? Will we be a forgiving person, able to write every grief in the sand, so the wind could take him away sincerity?

Will we become a strong, able to release any trouble with the wind flying sincerity?

And friends, try also to always remember every kindness and happiness that we have. Keep all that in the robustness of our hearts, so that nobody can delete anything. Nick all the memories of happiness, sadness that there was no wind that is able to eliminate it.

I am sure, the winds of happiness and sincerity, will be able to replace our grief article on sand distress. Meanwhile, sculpture our happiness, will always be remembered and make us optimistic in the long live this life.