Tears. A soul on wings.
Um, excuse me. What exactly are you talking about here?
There is a link. Yes, I can prove it. And yes, I am obscure.
Both are lines within the poem Silver Drops, written by Raymond Alexander Kukkee of the blog Incoming Bytes. Thank-you Raymond for lending your poem to me for my analysis.
She stands, motionless, laughing inside at her own sadness,
Entrancing darkness glowing from her eyes,
For the possibility of ever nothing
Comes upon her with breathless lips
Rending her endearing cry silent
Tears of melted silver, droplets of unrequited love
Carry her voice and very pledge of love to sky
Lift her soul on wings to heavens beyond,
For all to see and wonder,
Sorrowful laughter borne on the winds
Far to Eternity
© 2002 Raymond Alexander Kukkee
The images are rich with descriptors such as “tears of melted silver.” I picture her tears falling into her cup of chamomile tea, tears becoming immersed and milky in the tea. One drop at a time. Slowly.
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