Tears

Tears fall unbidden, yet not unwanted. They are not tears of joy, nor are they caused by sadness. The tears are cleansing, releasing cares and purging worries. Nothing is escapable, or excusable, yet the tears keep coming. The people are watching, but not taking notice. No one cares to inquire the reason for the tears. The tears are calming, a sense of relief floods over. Yet still no one cares. This can't go on, but nothing can stop the flow of tears. The purging must continue. The tears slowly dry as the sobs continue. The crying seems pointless now, but it was satisfying. Nothing can heal the way tears do. The silly things that bring them on don't matter. The fear of people watching is put away. The life that suffers rejoices. And the lips curl gently in to a smile. For all is well. The journey will continue, lives will be touched, people will care. The sorrows will not last, the hurts will not hurt, the forgotten will be remembered, and happiness will prevail.