Do not ebb away your floods

To you my dear, I shed a few tears
for in my selfish needs, I did not care
as the river mindlessly pours into the ocean
I sluiced out my overpowering venomous bodings
assuming the ocean to be capable of sustaining itself
I had not foreseen that a river could grow into an Amazon

Henceforth my Dear, do not ebb away your floods
For I shall sustain you and nourish you with tender care
I may never match the proportions of your compassionate soul
but my sluice gates have grown strong, my basins do not erode
my forests have greened once more

I shall embrace you with love
The love that I can give, though you deserve much more