Tears Falling

Tears fall softly like the rain,

They trace the paths of shadows past,

A fleeting dance, too swift to last.

In their shimmer, stories told,

Of dreams once bright, now soft and cold.

They cleanse the heart of silent fears,

Each one a testament to years.

In the quiet, they find their place,

A gentle mark on a weary face.

Yet, within their fall, a healing grace,

A chance to mend, to find a space.

So let them fall, these tears so true,

For in their wake, strength will renew.