A statement about the loss of love for person, spirit, Earth...; all things universal.
| "The Sun Wept"
and monsoons ensued.
Agony hosted those disturbed
by the absurd development.
Dazzling light of love's heat gone.
Life dulled, cold, and soaked in tears.
A river's throbbing pulse
created a gnarled landscape with brutal erosion.
Unkempt shores portrayed grief; pining.
Yearning persisted to be convinced
there is possible healing.
Few flecks of Soul's once vibrant essence
peaked through the scene of carnage;
paused in prayer; hope for a renewed incarnation.
When love is lost,
even the sun will weep.
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