Prose - You Are God's Will

Your tears
Are dying
Which one will be the last?
You cry
Your own river
For us to see
Replenishing us
For our own sake
As you float past
Your tears
The essence
Of who you are
Giving them away
As you gave yourself
To your family
We see your journey
And know that soon
It will be our turn
To float
To a heavenly
Ocean
Where we shed ourselves
To join with others
Who suffered
Before their time
Before their families
Before their God
We do not understand
Because we cannot see
The sun’s corona
We do not understand
Because we cannot hear
The angels sing
We do not understand
The meaning of existence
And why it matters
And in your time
While we wait
You understand
As your children
Lay at your feet
Wiping your tears
As they now care for you
As you cared for them
With your love
But what inconsistency
Exists in the desire
To see God yet live?
Can he wait for you
As you have asked
Unknowing his will?
The tears guide your way
Yet you pray
For them to evaporate
Even if the desert
Becomes your home
In the sight of your wishes
For another moment
With love
With your family
You wait for a miracle
But will it happen on Earth
As it does in heaven?
The prayer you have spoken
May yet be true
In our inability to be holy
But your path
Rides upon God’s will
Because he exists
For you
Because you knew him
When you felt the pain in others
And now they gather
For one last tear
To carry you
From this point
To your destiny
And your immortality

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