Watch the rain pour, wondering
are those the tears of the world--
tears of lives lost and hearts broken?
Chances we've lost amassed into sorrow
Fall from the heavens in systematic rhyme.
Pain and tension rising in the atmosphere
Until the Earth folds in her pain
and the tears fall uncontrollably
One drop massaging one grain of sand
attempting to heal the bruised blood,
cleanse one stain etched in this land...
Flowers grow from her moistened crust--
The tears of the Earth replenish her,
She grows strong where each drop falls
And expresses love in the aftermath of pain...
My tears are part of her tears and
our tears fall steadily,
steadily drenching the soil below...
A pain, released in the shadow of a missing sun
So we wait for tomorrow,
When heaven's tears run dry
and the healing begins.