Tears of the Ocean

She ran for miles..

Then walked..

until she stopped...

The catch of breath

Tears... 

Sorrow.

Pressing. 

Twisting.

Like a great darkness hovering. 

With each sob there was an echo...

Wave upon wave.

Gently touching the sand.

Remnants of a path started miles from shore.

Whispering in repeat.

There is no shame in the mix of water and salt.

Small mirrors of the ocean's waves...

For the earth weeps too.  

With heavy drops upon the sand.  

And in their release

the sharp edge of pain

is met

by the giant tears of an ocean

mourning as we mourn.