Teardrops are the Heart's Traces

…sometimes I cry…others see it and are afraid to be near, thinking it is about my darkness…they do not realize the tears are about theirs…
...thoughts about an "empath"

This is a second version of a poem written for the Word Whisperer chapters

Tears are the Heart's Traces

Tear in the eye

Wound in the heart

Teardrops ...that drip from these eyes

will never be hidden

No mask of humiliation

will cloak an empathetic soul

Tears fall without shame ...

Wept tears of merciful surrender

Pour out the essence of a mending heart

Willingly breathing… 
into a sympathy blinded world

Being mindful of unclear aesthetics 

when there is an unwillingness to unveil

the very core of true nature

Lean into imperfection's shine …

Embrace the light from tears shed

Releasing the traces of the loving spirit within

Giving love is to share unconditionally

with eternal purpose

Flooding out a flow of empathy

onto a love deprived world …

Love more ~

© 2012 Harlon Rivers 

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