The river of life seeks the ocean again
Life is but a matrix of loss and gain
Few moments of joy few moments of pain
Just like day then night then sunrise again
One knows not really how much one has lived
How much he has enjoyed how much grieved
But where the river meets the oceans shore
A question is asked of its days of yore
It matters not how long you have lived
What matters is the manner you have lived
What actually counts when it all ends
Is how true you have been to your friends
Love for truth and truthful love is what ultimately matters
When the river pours itself in the ocean's waters
