Salty tears drop from our eyes Evaporate, leaving no stain We are sinners Our souls are marked Have much to do to make up For the agony we put Him through Tears are a remembrance of All things we think important They silently speak of the compassion We have for those who exist without Food, water and a place to rest themselves There are no others at all for them We must be the light that He speaks of Do the things that will remove their darkness Pray for guidance to continue needed work No matter how deep the valley we’re in Take yourself to the mountain and Feel the tears flow down your face as You see and dwell on all of the misery and Evaluate what your efforts must be No time to walk away from this Anguish exists and it is up to us Want these dear people to sparkle When the train comes to pick them up You will wave goodbye and salty tears Will remind you of the darkness You neutralized with your light Gifting others with your gift from Him We, too, are hopeless many times and Depend on His blessing to see us through We are not above or below any being Unless we choose to be outcasts, who Will miss out on the tears of joy and The salt of happiness as we praise, Bringing the light that darkness cannot overcome And step aboard His train of goodness Stanski January 2, 2019 ^