They Come to Die, the Salmon

the story of giving of one's life for the sake of love

They come to die, the salmon,

in the shallows of this river's source,

they return to where life rises up once more,

to make the journey there and back,

to finish now its course.


They come to die, the salmon,

now full spent from life's demands,

against the flow, the gravitas,

upward, upward they must go,

to reach the pools of silvery sands.


They come to die, the salmon,

because of life, of love, the cost that all must pay

to return to life, life itself,

to take one's turn in the eternal flow,

it had led them here to this tragic, lovely day.



The End

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