Beautiful Tears

a poem by Maryse Saldanha

I see them, I feel them
They are mine, they are yours
They glitter and shine in the eye
And flow softly gently down
Be them moments of pain
Be them moments of joy
They will be in our midst
Be you alone or in a crowd
From the moment you are born
Until the moment you are gone
You will see them around
Feel it sore feel its easing comfort

They are mine, they are yours
They have been thru the times
Be you woman or a man
Seldom them would you understand
We embrace them we shun them
But thru the ages they will be
For you and for me
A part of our destiny

As they gently roll down my eyes
I feel them fall down my face
I hold out my hand
My palm they caressingly kiss
Soft and gentle
Refreshingly cool and calm
Are they worthless beads?
Drops of water worth not a dime?
They are ever present faithfully
Be many or none around
I watch them fall on to my palm
Beautiful comfort in them I feel
They are mine they are yours
For us to see and to feel