Yesterdays Tears
Yesterday’s Tears
Today the rain seemed colder, than ever I had known.
Each drop awakes a memory, as cold and wetted stone.
Drops like tears of melted snow, yet frozen fast in time.
Appear again like stony steps, looking back on this path of mine.
Countless tears left standing, to peer through soulish gates.
Gates secured, and chained within, each tear awaits its fate.
A fate well known to all within, to all who fear to cry.
For all the tears that go unshed, denied the chance on cheek to dry.
Yet here again they stand at gate, as if to deny their destined fate.
And pour like rains deluge in spring, to sing their song with cleansing bring.
Oh to deny this salty death, this parched and painful swallow of breath.
To breach the bars of soulish gates and loose the chains where past tears wait.
If only one in earnest shed, could scale this briny wall,
Then pain’s dry dust would moistened be, removing taste of gall.
So cleanse now this palate of tears, salt and brine,
And sweeten the taste of this path of mine.
Randall
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