Come,
Shed your fears,
Throw them into these waters
In the future
What where will they be?
Gently wade in,
Shed your tears,
Let them soak and seep deep into my waters
In a few years,
Where will they be?
Let it all go.
Cry.
For these waters have no ears,
Years they've listened,
And told no soul.
Come.
Don't be afraid
Of being swallowed in the sea.
-TR
For a wonderful person.
And you know just who you are.
Location: Puri, India