The Tears of a Poetess
Her tears are water, salt water
But I can see the ocean behind her
I can breathe it in, I can taste my own tears
They awake my sleeping world
Because I know that each drop
Represents the inward cry
For peace, light, bliss
And when I read her words,
Smeared with tears,
The pain within me gets out
Into the sunlight
With a blazing terror
And awestruck love
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