What a strange phenomenon indeed.
Water mixed with salt,
Just as the vast, blue seas are.
Given rise to by the eyes.
Oh, the eyes!
A beautiful pair of organs that,
When seen to their depths,
Reveal true hidden feelings.
Only by really looking into another’s eyes
Can one truly reach the core of the other’s soul
And get a glimpse of all the things
That the person had tried so hard to shield
From the rest of the world
By putting up a mask
And struggling for years
To keep them under lock and key
In his heart.
Only by doing so
Can one see beyond the mask,
Shatter the lock,
And penetrate into the dark recesses
Of the other’s heart,
All the pain, hurt, and loss
Brought to light, however dim it may be.
Only then are the doors to understanding opened,
And a new possibility emerges—
The possibility of traveling down a path
To search for the radiant light of true understanding,
No matter how long it may take.
Only then has the first little step been taken
Towards attaining a great power.
Only then can one truly understand another
And new hope is born,
The once dormant soul now awake
Able to start again,
The light of life slowly returning to his eyes
After so many years,
With the aid of a real friend
Willing to lend a hand
To help pull him out of
His deep, dark, haunting pit of despair.
Tears of pain, of sorrow,
Of helplessness and regret,
Of suffering and despair.
Tears of loss, frustration, and rage,
Of fear, loneliness, and agony.
Tears of the heartbroken
And of the defiant—
Those who are desperate
And the ones bent on revenge.
On the other hand,
Tears of joy,
Of happiness and thankfulness,
Of heartfelt appreciation
Tears of gratefulness
And of relief,
Of those who believed they had lost loved ones
And had begun decaying, dying from grief,
Slipping from the grips of reality, from this world,
But then discovered that
Their loved ones
Seemingly from the dead.
The battered soul that had lost all hope,
His heart desolate like no man’s land,
Everything dead and decayed, destroyed.
He can be saved.
A true friend can cause the rejuvenating rain
To start falling again,
Not bringing the dead back to life,
But helping new things grow—
The beautiful blossoming flowers
And the lush, green vegetation
Of new beginnings.
Finally, the sun has risen.