Tear a Leaf
Tears are the words of my heart,
My heart’s faltering voices
The reassuring echoes of my soul;
When my heart hurts
my eyes cry tears,
They also shed tears
when my sad soul rejoice.
Lo, my life is engulfed
in a raging firestorm,
like the flowing molten lava
a trail of tears streams down
setting my soul on fire.
As each leaf falls and each teardrop shed,
they tell a tale:
Falling leaves foreshadow
the onset of winter.
So do falling tears forebode
the coming of woeful nights…
Oh, as the season turns
and as the time turns,
It behooves us to turn over a new leaf
and tear apart from the hurting past.
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