Tears are the first words spoken
when the pain overwhelms.
Silently, those liquid words fall
fluidly expressing the heart.
Of those tears I will not be ashamed
nor will I be overtaken by fear.
For if those tears do not come
then the wound festers into molten anger.
Let it flow, let it flow, oh by the power
of grace let it flow, these blessed tears.
Keep my heart soft, supple and open
to Your Healing with each teardrop’s lonely fall.