Reminiscing Tears
By Te’Kia Miller
Precious are the tears we shed.
The memory of them lives longer
Than their fleeting trails.
Only the heart knows to what extent
Pieces of great depths are expelled
By the rough and agile hands of Experience.
Tears for yesterday.
Tears for hope.
Tears for despair.
Tears for passion.
Tears for sorrow.
Tears for love.
Tears for tomorrow.
Tears for fear.
Tears for anger.
Tears for success.
Tears for failure.
Tears for pain.
Tears for joy.
Tears for danger.
Tears for today.
Tears for a friend.
Tears for a stranger.
Tears for loved ones passed away.
Tears for precious things lost.
Tears for the lies.
Tears for the truth.
Tears for death.
Tears for life.
Ebbing and tiding with tempest and calm.
They melt into each other,
Pooling into an ocean of a lifetime.
The depths hold treasures within,
Pieces of wisdom sparkling beneath
The glassy surface
Reflecting back on the peering face.
2022.
Te'Kia Miller 