women who weep

weeping women

there are women,
of no great happenstance, 
in this world,
almost invisible.

they are there and here because
we are still here.
sit in offices, labour in factories,
care for homes and toil in fields. 
they have no outstanding
talent or accomplishment
by which they shine
save one,
they are the women who weep.

a soft greyness, doves breast, permeates
their open hearts 
small streams of sorrow
cast as tears
pour forth unobtrusively
for the earth, their mother, 
her missing and wounded
and all the thoughtless selfish 
transgressions, perpetrated 
in the name of civilization. 

most often they do not know 
why they cry 
for there seems no reason 
in their lives
but the silent moments come
perhaps to give sign of Gaea’s pain,
to wash away the layers of suffering.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 8/2/2017 12:00:00 PM
This is beautiful and true :) xomo
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Date: 8/2/2017 8:42:00 AM
Gaea is more than sympathetic to these women for understanding the suffering Gaea herself goes through! Profound poem with messages so dear! Well done my friend, Patricia!
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