Today's Tears Poem by Diana van den Berg

Today,
this Sunday morning,
my tears are

tears of joy, gratitude
optimism and love

and tears of sorrow, pain,
awareness and understanding,

braided over a lifetime
and shed in a butterfly breath,

for the light of family bonds
for the darkness of failures

for
every
blindness,
ignorance,
fear,
tear,
hurt,
and crime
that not obeying God’s rules has caused
since Earth’s first rotation

for a future
of understanding,
love,
kindness
and compassion
towards and from all people
the good, the bad and the in-between
of all nations on Earth,

for a little golden sausage dog
across the road
sitting in the sun
lonely
without
his Maltese Poodle companion
of yore,
(may he have met with my loving horse in Heaven)

for all sad animals, birds, fish, reptiles, and insects,
yes, sad insects, yes

for all things living
glorifying in life
or struggling for existence

for all Evil
over all time

for all Good
over all time

...

I wish that we could
all
know
at all times

that although

the greatest good
and the smallest,
are seldom
remembered,
told,
understood
or even noticed,

they are always
more powerful
than the greatest wrong
and worthy of Sunday tears.

(10 July 2005)