There is something staggering in the lyrical words strewn on a page.
They jump into the eyes: sensational beauty!
Creep into the brain,
Flow through the blood stream,
Seep into the soul.
This clandestine tenor trapped within
Has power to be unlocked only - by a tear or two.
Streaming out of that whence they came
To evaporate into the air
And back into the universe.
Gathered into the clouds.
Each tear collects
One by one.
Until released again.
The sky’s lament
Gives back to the necessitous
Those paralyzed by this callous life
Who simply yearn