In the depths of sadness,
where tears gently fall,
A flicker of hope awaits its call.
For tears aren't mere drops of sorrow's reign,
But beacons of strength,
an inner flame.
With each teardrop shed,
burdens find release,
A cleansing raindrop,
bringing inner peace.
For within those glistening paths they trace,
Resides resilience,
an unwavering embrace.
Tears of hope,
like diamonds from the skies,
Nurturing dreams,
where love never dies.
They water the seeds of faith and trust,
Igniting a spark,
soothing pain's crust.
In the darkest of nights,
when all seems lost,
Tears of hope guide us,
no matter the cost.
They speak of courage,
of spirits strong,
Reminding us that we're never truly alone.
So let tears freely flow,
like a gentle stream,
For within their embrace, hope's eternal gleam.
They whisper of strength, weaving stories untold,
Turning pain into gold,
as dreams unfold.
Embrace tears of hope,
let them light your way,
As life's currents ebb and sway.
For within their tender touch,
you'll find, Strength, faith, and love intertwined.