Rain of Light

Like raining tears of light,

They fall,

Tears that seem to mourn their own death.

What must it be like I wounder?

To see this world from above,

Only to fall towards the world at last,

And witness this place for so short a time,

And then have their souls taken beyond the veil,

Where shadows lay in rest,


Tears from heaven,

What is the beauty in this world,

Only you can witness?