EVEN TEARS EVAPORATE

EVEN TEARS EVAPORATE

Every dragon has his day, and every beast its prey,
And though the lessons come too late, even tears evaporate,
Exploding into the morning mist, like a clenched and homophobic fist,
Like a prism for a paper weight, adjusted too in rainbow hues,
The sadness passes as it must, into evening’s pixie dust.

Somehow we pull it all together, radiant and just in time.
There is some strange and muted, seemingly random rhyme,
The universe it seems to know the limits of what we can bear,
And like the sun behind the clouds, in the darkness God is there

Take it from one with the foot stool in place,
Peering over heaven’s transom,
Take it from this midnight soul, broken and so damaged
For every soul there is a ransom,
A shining refuge from the ravages.

Take it from one with a hole in his heart,
Sometimes your world’s a hopeless renegade,
Steeped in its own downward, dark parade.
Sometimes your life must stop before it can restart,
Your hard drive missing a crucial part.

Somehow we pull it all together,
Like the magician and his rabbit,
Practice makes perfect the adage goes,
Make happiness your habit,
And wear it as the nun wears hers,
Until the joy in your heart it stirs.

Every dragon has his day,
Make each of yours the Chinese New Year,
Though the lessons come and go too late,
And you sometimes wonder why you’re here,
Manhandled and marooned on an island far away,
A broken rusty compass in your pocket wants to play.
Insistent as the hungry mouse,
Give it the run of your ramshackle house.

Soon you will find that love finds its way,
Into the most protected of rooms.
The ones you thought you’d padlocked and sealed off like a tomb.
Soon you will find a life like no other,
A special good luck charm,
To see the world through Irish eyes,
A’smilin’ as they take your arm.

Soon you will find a shiny new end to your story,
The loneliness replaced with love,
The sorrow with new glory.
The dismantling of the time bomb, the end to fear and hate.
Every dragon has his day, and even tears evaporate.

-Bruce Potts
Copyright 2012
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