Watershed;
Houses feelings:
Ones lost, happy or
Simply in between.
Tears never drying
Nor meant to be,
Asked to remember,
Then cool those who suffer
With salted water,
An offering. Cover their eyes
And limit the witnessing.
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This is lovely Audrey. Makes me think of suffering, and being able to comfort others because of it.
🙂 ❤
Thank you, my friend. ♡
Photo and words blending together as one ~ beautiful work Audrey.
What we both try to achieve, Mr. Collis. It’s lovely knowing this suits your talented eye. My best to you.
And for this one I’d suggest DMB “Space Between” as it’s apropos. Kiddo declared it the “soundtrack for Daddy’s patience”. That made Daddy think.
You’ve suggested quite a beautiful song by Dave Matthews, C. Thanks for that, Sir. It’s one of those songs I’d like in the movie about my life one day. This song makes me think about the mind of someone who can write of pain and future and put it into a song, then share it with the world. Strikingly gorgeous. Thank you for reading me.
You’re always welcome ma’am.
Kind of you, C
Ah, lovely! Nothing is better at healing what ails us than a good cry!
Thanks, Debbie. A good cry always helps.
Yes, indeed. Some tears never dry, nor should they.
Hi, Alastair. And some aches will remain the same. Lovely to hear from you.
“Shed some real tears my boy and you’ll renew your soul”, that’s what my grandma said when I weep about something really hurting me … 🙂
..ooops.. “wept” ..
Adorable 🙂
😛 😉
Thank you for sharing this with me, Niko. She, a wise woman. I hope you listened. Lovely what we remember about those we love… ♡
Yes, she definitely was. Thank you my Dear Audrey 🙂
You’re welcome, Niko 🙂
water refreshes, even when it is your tears – pulls out the darkness, slides it away
I’ve never thought of it that way, but you’re correct. I’ve often found tears of joy help one to realize just how alive they really are. A blessing.
Funny how tears tend to refresh the view.
They’ve done what was asked of them. Thanks, John
Yup. The red nose is the item that seems to be out of place. *sniff*
Yet, our noses match. *sniff sniff*
Ha ha ha. 😀
An offering….of Honest Beauty my friend. !
There is beauty in tears upon fair skin. I believe, anyway.. smiles. Thank you!
Well Said, Poetess 🙂
Thanks, Morgan