i once met a man
who said he wouldn't cry because
he couldn't be seen as "weak."
i smiled in mournful pity.

tears are not a weakness
but a reflection of your heart tearing
tears stream from your eyes
as rain runs down a window pane
and soon the clouds pass
and the rain stops
and the sun dries your tears and mends your heart
and you remember why you are strong;
you are human
and your emotion is the most powerful strength there is