Have you ever wondered
Whether the salt water in our hot tears
Is trying to return to the sea?

It probably isn’t,
But let’s consider for a second
That our grief is going somewhere.

Your sadness means something
Outside of all that it means
To you, and it always will.

We are all made of salt and bone,
Of hot water and copper,
Of sand and stardust.

Maybe the dust from bricks that built
Ancient Roman temples is the same
Now settling in your tired bones.

Maybe the light that shines
In your eyes
Comes from a thousand year old star.

Maybe you smile like Achilles did;
Maybe you walk like queens,
And love like the sun.

We are always told that energy is indestructible
So don’t worry dear:
When you dance you move like centuries.

Your smile is made of stardust,
And your breath comes from a hurricane.
Your footsteps echo those of thousands of heroes.

We all come from the ocean
And your veins lead to the sea
We’ll all return there someday

But for now, stay here with me.