Managers are like oceans...
To measure their deeds is to measure the power of oceans by its foam...
To judge their failures is to blame the seasons for its inconsistency...
You are like an ocean...
You are like the seasons also...
You deny in the winter...and you smile in the spring...
In the fall you see only the good in us...and you praise us...
Your thoughts are waves that keep records in our memory...
I am a small ship on your tides...
I come to take of your wisdom...
I see mountains on islands...i struggle...i can't see the horizon...
You say, these mountains are, but stepping-stones...
Now i stop, and ask him from my heart...
How do we distinguish the relationship between you and i?...manager and me...
and he says, seal to one of the shores..go to the fields...
and you will learn...You will learn that...
For the bee a flower is a fountain of life...
and for the flower a bee is a messenger of love...
and to both, giving and receiving is a need and an accomplishment
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