Of earthly dust and holy water a 'tear drop' gives 'testimony'. I'm deaf so the last line requires a true change.
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I once was in heaven,
fell from angels' eyes,
I am loosed sorrow
in tear drop disguise.
Their heart was weary
for us down below,
we with our trials
have so far to go
Mimicking crystal,
shapes, feelings, pristine,
they quench the earths' thirst,
give mankind ... more time.
Some droplets tango ...
dance themselves to life.
I was once falling ...
am grandmother, wife.
Molded dust, water--
we're sacredly made--
though we've freedom to
disregard plans laid.
With angels' mercy
and sorrows borne, shed,
we are His chosen ...
please don't be mislead.
Transfiguration
made me WHO I am;
one of His children
crafted by His hand.
Evaporation ...
I'll rise and go home.

Call heaven's hot-line,
I'll HEAR on God's phone.