Keep this in mind: be it a grain of sand
or a mammoth rock, they sink as the same.
And when they each reach their resting places
mem’ries of their falls are lost in the dark;
not even one creature can remember
the muffled sound of landing made that day,
or if the murky depths were stirred at all.
The fish glide by, unmoved by their presence
and the whales’ eerie groans can still be heard.
No one dives down just because they wonder
how they came to be, sinking in the sea.
Not even the beaches or peaks miss you.
Since they’ve kept this in mind; they’re all the same.