Life is short, and its edges are rough.
Its memories are soft, but sometimes they are not.

The left and right hands must come together, to wash themselves clean.
This is a clear similitude of you and me.

Knowledge is an ocean, you can’t have it all.
Sailing through the knowledge tides, it’s something to be grateful for.

If ignorance is a disease, then knowledge will suffice as a cure.
But being knowledgeable and haughty , is the most cancerous of all.