endless rain
with what seem endless tears
and yet
just as the rain
at some point will hold in again
even the source of what seems
endless tears
will run dry
who taught us, it is a bad thing to cry
there is nothing more relieving
nothing more liberating
nothing more purifying
than to release the sorrow
which is otherwise dammed up inside
and just as rain is needed for crops to grow
just the same way
tears are needed for love to flourish