Tears-
I used to quench them
Like unwelcomed strangers
Invading my world
And intruding on my heart.
Tears-
I used to dam them up
Lest the torrent be released
And its ensuing deluge
Flood my soul.
Tears-
I used to hide them
Because I thought them
Shameful, weak displays
Of emotion and vulnerability.
Tears-
I used to stop them
For fear I would lose control
And lose my heart
As I drowned in a well of sorrow.
Tears-
I’ve learned are not my enemy
But rather a friend.
Tears-
Are the displays of sorrow
When grief has no words.
Tears-
Are the expressions of compassion
When the heart knows another’s pain.
Tears-
Have a language of their own
When words are not enough.
Tears-
Are the waters poured forth
To become life-giving waters to others.
Tears-
Have become the river of compassion
From whence the Living Waters start and flow.
Tears-
I have tasted.
Tears-
I have known.
Tears-
I cannot stop
Or quench or hide
Nor dam them up.
Tears-
Are but simple expressions
Of the heart
And the heart of God.
(Dedicated to my friend, Joy Prisching for the sudden, untimely death of her husband, Rick. Instead of the party they had planned, today is a life celebration in honor of Rick Prisching: August 7, 2022. May God grant you and your son, Ben, peace.)