Tear becomes a dew drop with the touch of leaf. With touch, it becomes the tear that fills the ocean and makes it whole. Tear becomes a rain drop with the touch of earth. Under the rising sun, on the blade of newborn grass the droplet announces coming of a season.
With the touch of his finger tear comes alive and speaks of those thousand words words could not speak ..of love, hope and peace.
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