Tears are bluened by sadness, created by hearts
of sorrow, looking askance at life and it's
tortures of existence.
At last moments of frightened darkness, a light
opens and shines the way to the other side.
Rainbows of blue cross the universe in timeless
arcs, tingeing the deepest pools of grief with
crystal moments of truth as edges are terminated
in vacuums of space.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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