Life of a Tear


Pink flower with dew refined 2

                       Life of a Tear

Tear swells, disguised as hurt, stain of salt, burning

Burden of fear, too heavy to hold, resentment terrible path of learning

Source deep inside, drowns the heart, surfaces to windows of discerning

Release of fear in the form of a tear dries the source, Love returning.

In the hope You find Love close at hand, Portia SLB


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