Inside the Teardrop

Inside the teardrop I see elephants roaming; Voices echo across the waters as if moaning. The elephants take the form of a child’s size, They invade the teardrop under any guise, Coloring the waters with feelings of deep blue, Until they merge into a color of another hue. Suns and moons rise in the drop and never set, Entire oceans rebounded without offering regret. The darkness of deep space suddenly awakens; Universal light is born when darkness is taken. Everything snugly contained within a single drop; Emotions set on fire that no one can possibly stop. Nothing discloses feeling as does a drop of tear; We live complacently until our sorrows appear. At once the body responds with its subtle fear; The heart may shatter, while the eyes will smear. The salty drop is pungent and salty to the taste; We seek to wipe away our tears with undue haste. In future, when sadness arrives, let your tears flow; Universes will be born and they will begin to glow. While in appearance tiny, in significance truly large, Across the raging waters of a teardrop floats a barge. It contains all of the emotions that we humans can bear; We accept their message and still have emotion to spare.