nikmatnya mangga matang pada saatnya
Sometimes we fret too much.
Over things that in the end turn out to be just fine anyway.
We poked, pushed, arranged and rearranged, turn things around, in order to get what we wanted (or get away from what's not wanted). And yet nothing changed. We fret all over again.
If only we put acceptance, trust, patience, let the whole thing reveal itself, and the flow of Life to take its course, somehow it all will fall into place, just like what we wanted, or not, but even better.
Kayak menunggu mangga matang. Pada saatnya, akan jatuh juga, dan siap dinikmati.
Over things that in the end turn out to be just fine anyway.
We poked, pushed, arranged and rearranged, turn things around, in order to get what we wanted (or get away from what's not wanted). And yet nothing changed. We fret all over again.
If only we put acceptance, trust, patience, let the whole thing reveal itself, and the flow of Life to take its course, somehow it all will fall into place, just like what we wanted, or not, but even better.
Kayak menunggu mangga matang. Pada saatnya, akan jatuh juga, dan siap dinikmati.