A Tear

By Hannah R. Kozlowski
A tear sliding down from the eyes of my soul
Painfully washing away all the dust of the earth,
Trailing to the heart of my being.
A tear falls gently on this tender heart,
The message of needs seen and heard.
The desire to do more, be more overshadows life's Light.
Each new day, every passing dawn, all is unchanged,
It's all the same.
A tear to take away the pain and shame
As it falls to the ground.
Removing the emotion but not my desperation.
The needs seen by my souls eyes.
Cries heard by my Provider.
He assures me he has heard
Promises it shall be done.
I believe and therefore I see
The hand of Love gently growing me,
Watering this garden with all my tears.
My winter is over, there are no buds.
My fall, long removed, yet still no roses.
I know my Father hears.
I know He is working for me!
Oh, my soul, not another tear.