Sometimes,
Crying,
We see through the blur of our own tears
Or that of Others,
A CLEARER vision of our Selves
And Humanity.
Sometimes,
We are moved to tears
By something we hear
A song
Something Said
Something we see
We read
Beautiful
Or horrible
A piece of art for a moment
A piece of reality in a moment
In a moment we witness
We FEEL
A deeper
CLEARER vision of our Selves
And humanity
Through the blur of our own tears
Or that of others.
Sometimes crying,
Or seeing
Hearing
The tears of others
We feel those tears inside us
A rain of pain
And joy
Inside us.
Inside us
Through the burred veil of tears
We see our humanity
And that of Others,
Magnified
Clarified
Enhanced
FELT
Deeper
Stronger
Than anything we or another can do
Or Feel
As Humans.
It humbles us
And in the humbling joy pain of that rain of tears inside,
We are better
Greater,
People for it.