There are countless beads of rain in the world
tears numb and numberless
on our windows
Yet light warms the heart in the teariest of times
like water on the face
they awaken us to the surprise of grace
Day by day we realize, Yes!
No matter how tearful the condition
a light too bright to be drowned still shines
Our illumination of the power to live
burning within and around
every tear volatilized into a glimpse of glory!
