Tears are little but they have big causes

June 6th, 2009

This morning with my bare feet I stubbed my toe on a rock in the dark. Everything is wet, the sky is enclouded, the sun is abed. The toe hurt and helped the tears to start, so that they could emulate the rain, join nature in its wet-fest, falling into the soil, that the tree might drink my tears and in this way know me a little more. Tears are little but they have big causes.