Tears for thee
I read such woeful words
penned by a fallen brother;
his message cut me deeply.
He prayed to all that’s holy
that he might cry again.
Just one more blessed time, he said,
that he might cry again.
These days
these tears flow easily,
though never without pain.
Dear brother of the heart,
I remember not so long ago,
when my aching prayer was but the same.
Sweet blessed tears
that cleanse this pilgrim’s soul;
I pray someway, somehow,
these tears be wept for thee.
(2013)
