Oh tears

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 Oh tears 

From whence you fall? 

A cloud of love that once was born 

rained down such a beautiful song, 

a pitter patter at the front door 

and passionate thunder roars.


Oh tears, 

Is this what is left 

of the pink cloud of love 

that once filled my horizon, 

which I questioned and misunderstood,

even after I heard the pitter patter once more,

And I knew the drops would consistently fall? 

They were always gentle. 

It never hailed.

It never hurt. 

Loved.


Did his love run dry? No. 

I did not grow. It’s as though the ground was hard, 

the soil enriched but unyielding, 

like the fig tree that Jesus cursed, 

and I remembered my vow 

never to fall in love again

after being hurt. 


Oh tears,

Oh cloudless sky, 

Pink fluffy clouds gone with butterflies.

I blew them away, 

quietly, consistently, persistently 

for freedom, 

for self,

for love.

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