One who wades in the shallow waters of immaturity...
And has expectations to be given a life preserver,
Thrown to them each time they have a fear to live life.
And hoping someone will assist them each step of the way,
While they remain young and youthful in their minds.
Will find that those who have matured and gotten older,
Have already experienced more than they would like to admit...
After already stepping into waters way over their heads.
With an acknowledgement of what it is like to do this,
Without the aid of assistance.
And having come close to drowning.
Only to go deeper in unaided which develops their wisdom.
To leave them with something of a benefit,
For them that has been earned by the process of learning...
With just their faith and a daring to do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What you read about in books isn't enough. You must do to truly learn. The action in which earn. A higher knowledge. A higher calling. Help is needed but only dire circumstances. But still you need to experience these circumstances. To understand the risk involved. Cause one day even if you had a life jacket. It might dissolve. All on you own. Knowing not what to do. The wrong answer for kids to say is they don't have a clue. Sometimes it might be hard to get through. But it shouldn't stop you. Proud parents are those who can let go with second guessing themselves if they did right.