There is a great heart
That stands above the world weeping,
His tears stained and dripped with blood
On our walls, falling
Giving us meaning without words—
Until we cannot express ourselves
That we stop expressing.
And begin being
In this great heart
Standing above the world.
Fill our world with tears
The kind that fill the world
And let the tears fill our lives
the kind that fill your heart,
and let your heart fill the tears
in the lives of our world
and the greater heart will come within —to fill your heart again.
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