In bellowed thunderous waves,
or by the slowest wane…
Come sensations sweeping,
across our joy and pain.
Tears are not a stranger,
a governing stream instead…
Allowing full expression,
across the spirit spread.
Words are oft left yearning,
to explain the reasons why…
Tears fall as a Heaven’s rain,
through the stages of our life.
Absolving the heart’s emotion,
come raging or gentle repose…
Tears are a language speaking,
what words will never know.
Ginger Barritt
Very good….I like it….alot.
loramae replied
Thank you so much Ginger :)
bribiedamo
lovely Loramae…...:)-.
loramae replied
:O) Hey Damo…thankya Dahlin!
Sharon Perrett
Beautiful Loramae,
loramae replied
:O) THank you so much Sharon!
knightingail
really lovely, i love the last two lines =)
loramae replied
:O) Thank you K!
MichaelTravis
THIS IS WONDERFUL HON. I LOVE IT.
I CAN RELATE TO EVERY WORD.
MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMWA!
loramae replied
MMMMWA to you Michael…. kindred spirits huh… :O)
jansnow
tears are a language speaking that words will never know! This is so very true my friend, thank you for sharing this wonderful piece!
loramae replied
:o) Thank you for your thoughts Jan!
martin steinbr...
LoraMae you have really captured and shared your inner most being with this piece. The depth of which few have ever experienced. To know this language one needs to have truly anguished through various seasons in their life. How brave you are my sister, to describe so beautifully such indescribable anguish. Thank you.
loramae replied
And that you know, means you know… Bless you Martin! :O)
George Yesthal
Superb. Yep, there’s [lenty of lonely to go around but hey, it spawns great art and even better country music. Nice piece, Loramae
loramae replied
Thank you so much George…country music…tried that once…I swear dogs howled lol