Tears
I saw a vision of Heaven
but could not hold it
as my eyes became dry
and blinking
I lost it to darkness.
Weeping at the loss
the tears restored my eyes
and the vision
was clearer than before.
It was not to be for long
because an evil splinter
blinded my eye.
I wept at this greater loss
with more tears than before.
The splinter was washed away
and the vision returned
with such beauty
that I died
of love.