This poem finds similarity between the journey of a river and departing soul.
Why do I flow?
Where do I need to go?
I’ve heard of a place-
Something called the Sea…
Are you also going there,
Or is it only me?
As the soul departs
And takes another form,
I flow along the way,
And vary thick and thin.
I know there’s a place,
A place called the Sea.
It’s something like the place,
where the souls R.I.P.
Are you also going there
Or is it only me?
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