From the fountain of sorrow
we drink the water of life
we grow the seed of hope
we find the connection with the source
Rivers flow from the fountain
giving life along the way
to the sea of stories
where we all can meet
Let us grieve for a while
for one of our acorns
floating on the river
travelling to the sea
where she can tell her story
where she can transform our sorrow into a song
a song we can hum together
under a oak tree
with all the acorns
Someday will be a good time
somewhere would be a good place
somehow would be a good plan
we will gather together to sing a song or two
remembering our stories together
Sorrow would be a good title for the song of silence
A song of silence would be better than humming
Or just to be quiet
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