Tearful Language

TEARFUL LANGUAGE By Kerinth Campbell Cry… For each tear is a pearl of anguish Which God Himself tenderly catches And gently places in a golden bowl. Cry…For words fail to tell of the Searing pain and grief Which twists like hot sharpened knives Into the core of your being. Cry, my dear, For if truth be told, God understands the language of Your Tears. He, too, cries with you… He feels the same grief… He knows that womanly pain. Intimate God! He understands the bereft moments and Days and Hours and… He agonises with the intensity of your emotions. Yes! God knows the sound Of a woman’s language of tears…