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[title] => Hallowed Tear Is That of a Tear Upon Thy Face
[time] => 2005-07-12 01:27:28
[hometext] => This idea of a tear falling down a face come to me one night, and I focused on that image and I thought comparing it to a soul traveling through life would be not only appropriate but accurate.
[bodytext] => Hallowed, such is that of a tear down thy face, That face which is only a face on which to run, Do not lift thy arm; do not disturb its pace, With sorrow, joy, or honor to the Son. Those eyes! Oh, the eye Loneliness and Regret hath won. So who can blame a drop for running from such spheres? Movement comes in perpetually stumbling to be undone, The face (which is but a face) does not yet forget such tears. Their paths, only seen after as trails in fear, Mark the face, (as a compliment mind you), And make that face not just a face insincere, Though the eye may deceive, a tear is true. Ah! the tears move in gratitude (so saved too), Some, unlike others, feign progression and long, Others, unlike some, become one once two, Fluid, always searching for where they belong. Each tear so full of such passionate song, Will end mid-cheek or off clenched jawbone, No more desperation or stumbling along, Or for some, no more running alone. The tear is an ocean in a right of it’s own, Are they not of same smell? Of same taste? The ocean rest for ages carving arte of stone, Quicker is the tear it moves with haste. But an ocean does not run as if chased By despairing spheres: on the largest it sets. So then how much higher should a tear be placed? Though oceans known, tears a face never forgets. Thy face is not just a face, but too a silhouette Of hope, thanks, and reverence to unmatched Grace. So do not motion towards thy soft cheek just yet, For hallowed is that of a tear upon thy face. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 177 [topic] => 48 [informant] => SinginSilence [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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