I wanted to catch them before they could stain:
The table; your garments; your spirit so sore..
Your eyes streamed with tear drops like rain on the floor
Your heart poured out clearly, in each droplet that fell:
Revealing the unspoken: your own painful hell...
The tragedy; the sorrows' the secrets withheld:
Your eyes streamed with tear drops that no one beheld...
When daylight was fading, in your own home and place;
Your teardrops were falling. like cars in a race
Broken and beaten by life's own sharade
Your eyes streamed with tear drops, in silent parade
Though hidden and quiet, the angels of God;
Beheld all your suffering, the road you had trod:
The heartaches; the sufferings; the laughter; the joys:
Your eyes streamed with tear drops your hearts purest voice