I've fallen in love with the pearl of my tear,
washes my eyes and makes me see clear;
meanders down my cheeks when it leaks from my eye,
slithers down in streaks when i look up to the sky;
it rims my eyes like a silver spectacle,
brims them slowly untill a shiny pearl trickles;
reminding me of mother nature's divine power,
its fall taps me on the shoulders and asks me to return, sayin 'stop chasin a star'
i like its pure sensation, its like my mother's own palm,
the touch of her finger over my face making me glide into a sleep so mighty calm....