If tears have the power of speech every single word they utter would melt the hardest heart (tears--they don't lie) purity drawn from life's river of sorrow every drop unblemished truth has nothing to hide
it's as though a new vocabulary has appeared with tears a language beyond the sufferer's reach
tears -they don't lie let them flow they know the heart's every woe and are the sufferer's proxy
they console they cleanse they redeem they heal
because they don't lie they transcend all human foibles
their purity breeds a new heart which having been purged by the crucible of pain would not bleed again