Tears From Heaven

The tears left their ducts,
where more would fall from
for His eyes see the sadness
of the days still yet to come.

They well within their rim,
till they begin to over flow
for His eyes see the sorrow
of what only He would know.

They trickle down His cheek,
and slowly start to run
for His eyes see the world
without the love of His Son.

They flood from their brims,
and puddle onto the floor
for His eyes see the day
this world will be no more.

Tears fall from up in heaven,
like a thunderous mighty rain
so many still live their lives
in futileness and in vain.

He cries for the unsaved,
the lost, the unforgiven . . .
His tears reflect those who reject
what His Son ~ has so freely given.

- – - written by Deborah Ann Belka