By Tryphena Louise Williams (c) 2010
Tear drops stream from God’s heart, giving life to what is unknown
Loving tear drops tumble so sweetly, into the worlds so far below
Tears like rain drops are falling, splashing ever so softly upon the ground
Mud puddles are forming, encouraging all life to abound
Valleys and mountains, all start to take form
The sound bringing with it, life’s very first storm
Lightening strikes, create the first dawn
A sun was created, to keep us all warm
A moon soon followed, to lighten our night
And so it was created, both a day and night
The river of tears, that flowed from God's heart
Soften the parched soil, to give life a start
Then all springs to life, just beyond the hedge row
Where fields of dreams, so richly will grow
Such is the wonder, and joy to be found
That grows in pastures, where wild flowers surround
Music is heard, in the humming of the birds and the bees
The trees are rustling, with each gentle breeze
Life was created, for all to enjoy
Living and giving to life, brings me such joy
Sunday, February 21, 2010
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