Why We Cried
An everyday event,
the sound of the rain or the wind,
creates nostalgic feelings.
Nostalgia is a state of truth;
so is sadness.
They are perhaps a state of grace.
Those who are impervious to feelings
do not know the truth.
Sometimes, when we cry,
we do not quite know why.
We are actually crying for our childhood,
for beloved others or for our country.
Sooner or later we will understand why we cried.
Love,
Cryssa
Love,
ET
Newfie hugs, Rose
Love, Christine
Very thought provoking poem, Emile, thank you for your compassionate words.
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Georg