The tearing,
Dripping slowly flowing from;
Like raining.
From the heart,
Raining deeply pulling from;
Every part.
Snowy tops
Of mountains yet to feel Spring,
In the sun.
Melting snows,
Across the rocks comes the stream,
Cold to touch.
Cupped hands,
Chilled from yesterdays snow fall
Far away.
Cold water,
Splashing face and flooding tears,
Both mingle.
Passion cool,
Lost amidst all the dark fears;
Plays the fool.