I think I'm beginning to forget things.

Getting a little frayed around the edges....


A villager came to see me the other day.
Reaching next to his heart, he released to me a necklace.
I think I knew him once.

A child, carefree...

And I rejoiced when he married,
And I grieved when he passed away,
And they released his ashes into my waters...

But perhaps that was only a dream.
A deep-sea dream,
To stir my slow flowing currents.