The Healer’s Tears

My tears can’t like a droplet dissolve
Nor can they be wiped or washed away
Despite sadness my crying is momentary
Loss always leads itself away so I suppose.

Yet every time amidst my despair
Through the tear mists you reappear
Despite my hurt and sadness
You weep and cry all my tears

Until afterward then my voice cloys
And I stop and wonder out loud why
All I hear is your whispered reply 
Your salvation is my life your healing my joy.

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