Like the waves of the sea,
You seek to erode my emotions,
Bringing in tides of fear and despair,
To cause distortions
Like water without salt,
You take the savor of my peace,
Replacing it with seaweeds of deadness,
Sadness and grief!
Don’t you know the ocean claps her hands?
At my praise to God on high,
While its shores hold my tears and kiss it
So softly to the skies
Like photosynthesis, it evaporates
Into golden vessels carried by angels above,
Placed on the altar of incense
Surrounded by his love.
So let the waves roar, and make the tides ride,
For my tears have a language
That only heaven can transcribe.
Sophia Mahalia Lyttle
Reflections for the poem “Ocean of tears.”
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