Monday, April 11, 2011

Teardrops from Heaven

I have a fascination with the gift of rain, one of Our Creator's greatest bounties.... hence the poem

Send me teardrops from Heaven on days when all of mine have dried.
When the pen refuses to ink the page
And all that I feel is a void.

Send me teardrops from Heaven to let me feel the comfort.
The soothing, gentle wetting of my skin
To guide me through the desert.

Send me teardrops from Heaven, so I'll know that someone's watching.
In a world where all is lost and alone,
Let me build my hope in Heaven

Send me teardrops from Heaven, send me teardrops from Heaven.
For then I'd have a part of Heaven in my world
And my world will become one with Heaven.

Written: 22 December 2008

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