A tear

A tear in my brown right eye

was ready to leave and roll.

A heart with a small crack

leaked some precious blood,

some precious love

Life 'd been harsh;

self control not easy.

The tear was rolling now

down slowly, down.

Tumult in my soul;
revolt becomes humble
 

 Turning to God.

Strength seeps in.

The tear dries up,

the crack heals,

love flows