How do we weigh or measure
The volume of each teardrop
Falling down a solitary cheek?
Through waves of ocean licking ocean floors
Or beside the drought in California?
Each sorrow ridden tear melts, evaporates and expands
Into the realm of sadness.
What is this merciless world we have imagined and created?
Why does the nightly news fuel these sorrowful watery drops?
These losses cutting us to the core.
Suffering to sadness to grief to permanent pain
All manifesting falling drops immeasurable.