Seurat

a single drop, heaven’s tear,
falling from a billowy
home far above…
the moment is just right
to weep for he
who wanders away.

a single petal, with hue of warmth
breaks a long fall
allowing safe passage
to the ground
softly to rest, gently
nourishing parched soil.

a single moment, a cleansing tear
upon my cheek
from blurring my vision
of a harsh day
to clarity of the new life
I see.

a single drop, of eternity.
blood from flesh
grace to the willing
and seeking souls
who now look up and see God’s face
smiling…

(c) 2014 rick stassi