Rough seas.

Life´s a boat on a mar rough.
Mar(ocean) rough, choppy with swells.
Leave the stable earth, to live on the rocky waves.
Cling to the mast in storms, tempests you must brave.
Give yourself to the chaos when the boat capsizes, drown gracefully vanishing from the world.

Life´s a boat, we are all lost at sea on the surface of the water, in it´s swirl.
We can´t always be on the stretch of the horizon insight of land. The tides won´t submit to our wills or conform to our demands.
Calm seas don´t exist for more than a few days.
Mar rough is the taste of salt when the air is purely sea spray!
When it breaks the docks the hardest ports and can split a ship at it´s keel. It breaks a sea sworn sailor whose nerves are strictly made of sturdy steel.
Life´s a boat and incredibly a bitch if you are born in a dinghy.
Learn to sail away from the sharks, the reefs and the sound of pirates singing.