Remembering lost people

I sit, crying by the stream
Watching your images flow with my tears away
Salt washed fresh by the waters of grief
We all meet in the embrace of the sea

The sun, setting as I sit
Watching your light fade with its gradual death
Two griefs merge in nature's embrace
We all live by the light of the sun

Each of grief's bitter sweet tears,
Tears a piece of my heart away
Away to a clear boundless sea
Where grief and hope and words are one.

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