Life, inevitably ends in tears
In sadness we cry,
but isn't that what we do too
when our hearts overflow
with happiness
it cannot be contained.
When hurting we cry,
but we cry harder when
all our hopes and all our dreams
loses those shadows
and ultimately become ours.
In falling we cry,
though sometimes not for bruises
but for shame of our clumsiness
and when ultimately they heal
we cry harder.
In remembering we cry,
both for the lapses of faith and sensibilities
as well as for those people
unwavering, always there
and we cry harder for being alive.
And when everything ends,
whether we have lived for others
or lived for ourselves
we will cry harder for those we've had and lost
and for those we've lost and never had.
