I stared up in a fearsome awe
As water poured down from the sky
But unlike it often did it instead fell like a fountain or a falls
The water seemed endless as if the ocean was sucked up and dropped back to earth.
Again like the sea it tasted of salt but was not clouded or full of filth
Instead, it was the purest and dazzling water I had ever seen
It did not gather on the ground nor did it break through the earth's surface
For the water I believe, was the tears of angels who wept for us.
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Invisible Ink
PoetryMy random poetry that expresses my thoughts feelings and experiences. Many of these poems reflect some of the darker times in my life while others celebrate how blessed I have found myself to be. However quite a few of these are not about me. I have...
