The day will come
when I shall walk into the water
and the winds may come abound
and all the fog will part
and you will see nothing
but me when you
look upon the sea.
On that very day
you will stand beside the water
and your tears may come falling
and crash into the waves
and you will forget me
because it will be easier
then hating the sea.
When that day ends
I will rise up on some other shore
and your tears will weigh me down
but I will understand your
feelings, as the tides
will have taught me the
nature of the sea.
All things rise,
all things fall.
Beautiful.