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.