Tears from Heaven

Written by: Mark Russell

Tears from heaven, as angels cry,
Fall in buckets from the sky.
Falling to wash away pain and sorrow,
Awaken hopes for a better tomorrow.

I often get lost within the dark,
It’s the time when pieces fall apart.
Still, the tears carry me away,
Infecting words, the things that I say.

I don’t always seem to get things right,
Some of the answers live in the shadows of night.
I wonder if my mind ever does sleep,
The still water is getting way too deep.

Rainbows appear as light greets the rain,
Nothing or no one is left the same.
I see so much locked inside change,
Within my grasp, yet still out of range.

I think of the end rewarding pots of gold, 
Locked inside the words of stories told.
The reward outweighs  all of the risk,
The wind blows sharply, feeling so brisk.

I reflect upon summer, that is now gone,
The snow shall fly before too long.
I feel this warmth inside the cold air,
Warmth in the words,  that you care.

With today fading, tomorrow’s in sight.
Sunrise returns right after the night.
With it comes the presence of this day,
No one or nothing shall take this away.