‘Listen to me, my son:
An old man was sitting having dropped his head and staring at the sea. He was thinking about his life coming to the end. He was recalling the happiest moments of his life. He had no desires except the only one – to leave this world not disturbing his nearest and dearest. He ran his hand through his hair, tidied his beard and talked to the sea:
Oh you, sage calm sea, tell me, did I live my life in vain?
White foam poured to the old man’s feet.
I’ll be dead, sea, but you will keep on singing your quite song. I want to pass away as quietly as your waves whisper.
The foam touched him again and wetted his shoes.
The old man kept on talking. He wanted to share the history of his life with eternity. The sun set down. Stars were shining so brightly like never before.
When the morning came, the man lied motionlessly and the wind blew about his grey hair.
Old age – that is hopelessness, the dead lock, and everything else is only hindrances. Your conscience, sense and desire will help you to cope with them!’