I have been counting my tears,
watching as your memory fades like
thick, dark, and foreboding clouds that once blotted out the sun.
Now, every falling drop is pierced
by sudden beams of light.
I am no longer drowning in the dark.
I count my tears as silver rain,
releasing the hurts
once buried in my heart.
With every drop,
the dark recedes,
until the window of my soul is cleansed--
paving the way for a sky
that finally knows its own
significance and radiance.
Copyright 2026, Rose Marie Juan-Austin, All Rights Reserved
I love the sun piercing the clouds imagery! And 'silver tears' puts such a vivid picture of tears of healing into my head! So well written!
Silver tears! Dazzling imagery employed so cunningly throughout this picturesque piece! I have found that tears can heal indeed!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Brilliant and beautiful piece! May God give you peace and healing dear friend, thank you for sharing this fine work! Take care : )