Why do we say
There's a lack of water
If these tears
Are ever flowing
Why do we say
We move on with time
If it serves
Hardly any difference
Why do we say
There is plenty of hope
If time after time
It never shows up
Could it be, could it possibly be -
That tears, are meant to build us springs of water, so that we never thirst anymore?
That time, is meant to prepare us for eternity, so that we never wait anymore?
That hope, is meant to shine the brightest, only when it is tragically, utterly dark?
If I could know the answer to even one of them, life would have mercifully served me, completely, its purpose.
