Open Poetry #38 |
Tears in the Rain |
WindWalker Senior Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218 |
It is a hard thing, is it not to know anyone's tears in the rain? Yet many tears fall thus and only the tear-maker knows how they were created why they came to be and where they went. Tears flow with the rain when the fabric tears; when what should be does not come to be and what should not be breaks down the door to take away the child. I have seen tears in the rain for I have seen the sky cry over the earth and the sea many a time, too many a time; when the sun could not shine upon earth nor sea for sorrow would not let it be. And the child that was lost I saw again past her wandering. I saw her somewhere as another face in the rain; another tear-streaked face staring at a dark-grey sky and barely did I recognize it. I knew she'd looked her last upon the things once called good. Through tear-filled eyes she'd reached for the hand of faith and grasped at the arm of hope -- but hand and arm dissolved -- how bitter are tears in the rain. |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Well done Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Powerfully written. Many thoughts, magnified in the drops... Holding the child. TD |
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