Tears March 2018

Tears, coated in silver, drop to a golden cloth
 
Water is absorbed but the shiny, precious metal remains on the surface
 
It glistens, reflecting the yellow warmth
 
Beauty mixes and tears disappear
 
In this place, only purity can stay
 
Tears carried loss and pain, fear and doubt, sorrow and error, 
slander and shame
 
They have passed away
Perfection, glorious perfection, shines
Like the morning sun on a beautiful day
Like an orange sunset at the close of day
Light from Light, radiating Love’s rays