Tears on a Windowsill

I found tears lying on a windowsill
today and wondered how long they have
waited to be noticed or if that was even

why they stayed and I tried to remember
when they might have fallen or what
had brought them here.... might it have

been when I laid my cheek against warm
glass and was reminded of another's
warmth or perhaps it was rain falling

softly that made me miss what I did not
have... could it have been the night stars
sang for me and I could not hear the words

or was it that day I heard tomorrow sigh
and knew it waited for me to visit... I never
meant to abandon my tears or to forget

their existence so I reached with fingertips
to touch, to comfort, to gather them within
my soul and I felt window's whisper...

realizing they were not my tears after all
I laid my cheek against the sadness
and wept...simply because I understood



© February 2008