Weeping echoes for suffering souls
Tears much salt, avail not sweeten sorrows
Trees shed leafy skins, pass away to die
Not for eons, alone essence of eternities
Reveries of righteous pass, except if courage treasured
Kindle a fire, a heart, a home
Sounding of tarries for longing men
Tears flow ample, too seldom a yearning ship
Earth avows faithful love, acting a turtle’s back
Sail not for near shores, purpose an infinity
Abysmal sleep, unless with mind reserve
Dream a mortal, a life, a spirit
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