Here is the poem.
Through Your Eyes
When I was youngerI knew rain as God’s tears
When I grew older
They became tears of sorrow
Now when I look at the rain
I see my tears, my sorrow
For the raindrops symbolize
My insides of remorse
Remorse that stays in the middle of your heart
Like a block of hard cold stone
Which is so heavy it cannot be moved
On the outside, the sun may shine
My eyes and smile give a light so bright
Trying not to show the real me
The rain is pouring in my heart
I lost people I love
I lost friends and gained enemies
Never knowing why
My heart is torn in two
And the rain is drizzling down
Though my veins
Running in my blood
With the way I think and act
When I look outside at the water leaking from the sky
I see my insides
I see my tears
I see my heart breaking open to let the tears roll down
on my life
I have one question to ask though
When you look outside at the rain
What do you see?
Do you see God’s tears or your own?
By Kaylyn A. Henderson2004
I love this poem for some many reasons. It shows her true feelings, those feelings she couldn't say in words. Some day I will put it on a canvas when I figure out what I want to do. In the meantime I can experiment in my journal.
The raindrops are put on the journal pages with modeling paste. Here is a closeup so you can see the dimension.
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