The sadness of the river flows into the ocean,
Where waves of readiness eagerly overcome.
But the sorrow sinks to the bottom with the secrets
And only the fishes really know.
Each wave brings it up while also bringing it down.
But each current decides what it carries no matter what is found.
And each tide will show you the truth or show you the lie.
What you take with you is yours, just be prepared to fly.
Give back what you learn, and never lose your faith;
That the ocean knows it all, and it will always wait.