Charon Retires

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I met a man out by the river.

His eyes were sunk from some defeat.

His boat had washed up on the beach, fit.

The oar was broken at his feet.

He told me he's no longer sailing.

There's too much love he couldn't keep.

I'm tired of taking out a full boat and coming back with only me.

Keep your eyes out on the distance, my boy.

You can live in just the outline you know.

You think that things are changing, they're really moving on.

You can chase them on this river, but you can't catch what is gone.

Just turn around and run.

I walked right past and pushed the boat in, and grabbed the oar next to his feet.

I'm not here searching for advice now.

This ship is everything I need.

I'm gonna take this broken ferry and make it float with parts of me.

I'll never rescue the whole for it, but I can save a single leaf.

I know that things are changing.

I know they're moving on. That's why I met this river.

I can't catch what is gone, but I'll chase them as they go.

I'll chase them as they go.

The ferryman was left in silence, with water leaking through the hull.

A sense of purpose spoke first softly, until it shouted from the boat.

If I can learn to take this journey, I'll finally navigate my grief.

I'll catch a glimpse of what's still left here, and finally tell the seas I see.

And if I fail to reach the shoreline, or if I break beneath the breeze, let it be known I offered something.

I gave a part of love in me.

So then the boat hit the horizon, as Charon sat there on the beach.

For the first time in all his memory, he smiled and stared out at the sea.