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from/for you w/thanks  ...she cried 'good tears' , poet/muse/friend

why are you crying child?      
"i don't know...i...words...i..."
ah, words, yes... 
"i could not cry, and needed to and now...i..."
ah, i see.
"how?  how do you 'see' ?
even i don't ...don't understand.
i don't see.
how can ... how  is it  you...why?
...i?"
i cannot tell you why, nor how.
i tell you only that  i understand
these words, they took you by the hand
led you here and as you know
mysteries are born within...
whatever led you in,
here, to me, child, was
meant to be...and
i see.

weep, child...let  the drops fall ...let them come, unashamed and full...
touch your face, wet with words and thunder, shiver within and know
you have been taken through this small dream, here-- within yourself with me,  for reasons blessed with  mystery-- and, you will see you are myself.
free...