When the loved one hurt you,
tears carry hope for renewed love,
as spring raindrops promise new life
after a dark winter of wind, snow and ice.
If there were no love, no hope
- cold heart turns tears into rime;
you may cry inside,
but your eyes will stay dry.
When hurt,
for as long as sprouts of hope
germinate under tending rays
of your heart's love
- you will cry
Eterne
May 2010
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