Though the world is heavy on your shoulders
Still it turns
The moon waxes and wanes,
The sea ebbs and flows,
The trees blossom and shed leaves.
Through joy, through sadness, through pain,
We are borne along,
Our little worlds swept up in the great ocean of Time.
Though your heart is heavy
This does not delay your passage through life
No matter your griefs and fears
Still the world turns.
Still you must live.