They that sow
in tears
Shall reap
in years
to come..
Holy tears wash
An unseemly earth
With sacrifice.
Tears’ll foster
joy…
Joy’ll foster
More endurance.
Doubtless they visit
The ground, fruit-laden
With singing.
They’ll reap in harvest,
Pluck the nourishment—
That’d once been seeds.
They that sow
In tears
Shall grow
fruit,
In preparation
Of that which is to
Come.