One day I will cry. And I will cry a river

Cascading over landscapes unknown

Thundering over rocks and stones

Carving a path of its very own.

And when the tears finally meet the sea, 

It will be on a widened estuary

Peaceful and calm, no deltas for me

No dredging on the edge to carry.

No second look, no longing thought,

No tributaries running hither and fro. 

I will open my tidal mouth wide and full,

When I have to go, I will just go. 

Oh, beautiful world with all its heartache

Lend me some more, so I find reprieve

One day I will cry, I’m certain I will

And you will smile and say, it’s okay to grieve.