If it is sorrow and pain you crave
I once had a bottle full of tears
Each time you said goodbye, I'd save,
A tear, until I had a sea of salty spheres.
But each dead heart drop that fell for you
Multiplied, and colonized, and grew
It had a life within of such intensity
And created a surf upon a tideless sea.
I took the bottle to the beach to pour
The life born of my sorrow in the bay.
I sat and watched and prayed that one day
The life in my tears will swim to you on shore.
Worlds of life survive where none appears
My life and love exists within a world of tears.
Other Worlds - Vladimir Kush