I watched you
as you silently fell;
a lonely drop
into a pool of sorrows.
I pondered
on how you stored
massive emotions
in just a single tear.
I expected
to hold my pain,
yet you gathered
them into your fold.
I marvelled
at the freedom
you offered
with each new release.
I smiled
as weight lifted,
even if
just for a little while.
You are sorrow,
encased in a blessing;
I did not know
until I watched you.
© Leslie C Dobson
If you liked this poem, you can find additional ones on the poetry page of Leslie’s website.
Very nice!