We are sad sometimes
For there is sadness in us
It is a sweet smile
Or a silent tear
How vivid are these encounters!
Years of weeping have made us tender
Our souls brave and raw
They are amused by the sincerity of our
Carried by ancient rivers
Powered by wings of sorrow
How mysteriously it has found us!
Liberated by the falling
Outside of ones self
We can become softer
And the world reveals itself as
How marvellous it is to be alive!