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September 22, 2009

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.


 


William E. Rushman, November 1997

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