I've cried here...
haven't we all?
Did the tears dry on the
face?
Were they swept away by shaking
hands?
Were they evidence of void
plans?
Relax... come here and
walk these moonlit pastures.
The galaxy swirling above
swallows not only our planet,
but our disappointments, too,
if only for a night.
Think of how
tears aren't always the martyrs of
tragedy;
they can be the heroes of a
celebration.
Maybe... that's what we always cry
about.
In those moments when time does
stop,
as our hearts threaten to
pop,
maybe it's all the joy
bottlenecked.
The release of agony into
elation,
or the release of love into
transcendence.
As the sun invades the night,
carrying with him wondrous light,
watch the pastures transform.
The waters will sparkle.
The flowers will bloom and
the grass will glow green with envy.
The sky will turn a joyous blue.
When you cry, this also will happen to
you.
Jun 22, 2016
Jun 22, 2016 at 3:56 PM UTC
I've cried here...
haven't we all?
Did the tears dry on the
face?
Were they swept away by shaking
hands?
Were they evidence of void
plans?
Relax... come here and
walk these moonlit pastures.
The galaxy swirling above
swallows not only our planet,
but our disappointments, too,
if only for a night.
Think of how
tears aren't always the martyrs of
tragedy;
they can be the heroes of a
celebration.
Maybe... that's what we always cry
about.
In those moments when time does
stop,
as our hearts threaten to
pop,
maybe it's all the joy
bottlenecked.
The release of agony into
elation,
or the release of love into
transcendence.
As the sun invades the night,
carrying with him wondrous light,
watch the pastures transform.
The waters will sparkle.
The flowers will bloom and
the grass will glow green with envy.
The sky will turn a joyous blue.
When you cry, this also will happen to
you.
Sometimes (very rarely) films make me shed a tear.
It's usually at that moment of the ****** where the hero/protagonist has just achieved their dream or have been shattered by a realization of their own tragedy.
I've read that if a character goes through a trauma and doesn't cry, you will cry for them, but if they do cry, you don't feel the empathetic urge to do so.
The one tear rolls down my face and such sorrows capture my soul. It has to be a good movie, though, like almost perfect, at which point, it's more than just the moment that motivates the tear, it's the entire symphony of the movie. The movie "Jack", featuring Robin Williams, about a boy who ages 4 times faster than a normal human always comes to mind. I saw it when I was a kid and I don't want to see it again because it's so sad.
I don't know if it's because I'm brought to such powerful emotion, or if it's because my tear-ducts are so weak/sensitive, because in the winds of winter, or if I rub my eye, I end up tearing up for an hour, or until I wash my eyes. It really ***** If not the tear-ducts, I suppose I'm a very empathetic person.
Anyway, thank you for reading.
Enjoy!
DEW
