Tear Drop Poem by Thistle Wargul

A salty dropp swells up
With sorrow from a glistening eye.
It slides down slowly off the nose,
Leaving a shiny wet trail behind.

In that moment,
In mid air,
It hovers beautiful in sadness.
Light refracting
The colours of the rainbow
Swirling in it's midst.

The reflection of a swolen face,
Distorts in it's silky surface
As the salty dropp of desolation
Breaks upon the floor.

There it remains
Shattered from it's beauty,
A damp patch in the dry.

The swollen face gulps without grace.
Please don't cry!

A dark grey cloud
Floating in the blue sky.
Releases a fragment of rain
Onto the sandy ground.

In that moment,
In mid air,
It hovers beautiful in sadness.
Light refracting
The colours of the rainbow
Swirling in it's midst.

The image of a silent form,
Ripples on its smooth skin
As the pure blessed drop
Breaks upon the sand.

There it stayed
Shattered from it's beauty,
A dark patch in the light.

The sky joins in and cries!