If I could cry a river,
I would float away forever.
Down the river of Tragic Daughter,
because your eyes are the headwaters.
So cry a river down to the sea
up into the clouds and back down to me.
Every drop of rain reminds,
that through a thousand years,
every drop of ocean has once been someone's tears.
Whether we drink or weather we cry the rain falls on us all.
as creation cries of the hearts first break that caused all men to fall.
So when the sky falls frozen tears or fills the plants with dew,
remember you're not the only one because, dear child, God weeps with you.
Friday, January 9, 2009
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Thanks for sharing!
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