"Heaven's Tears"  pen and marker on paper   1997

"On Crying..."

Tears will always fall

Tracks never rise up into air

They can come in copious drenches

That gather and linger where

The drops form prayers and puddles

Tales speak of growing pains

Though ominous or blissful

Their message yet contains

Telling righteousness of meaning

Touting marvel of review

Thine innermost reflections

Thrown forth and fixed anew

To reveal curt introspection

Teeming growth and lauding change

Thorns may mold melodrama

Transformation true remains

Toast heartily the bursting

Torrent of the well

This flow is but a thirsting

Thy truths begin to tell