Let the Pain Fall as Tears

Piercing the heart,
deep into the unbroken core of thought,
tomorrow scatters wide.
If only time were stretched a little more,
the wounds might find their shelter.
 
Enduring sorrow makes pain clear;
words fade, yet are never destroyed.
There, let joy be given—
only an endless surge of fervor.
 
Strengthened, the walls rise,
hidden behind armor of detachment.
Let the pain fall, becoming tears;
stay in delight—this is good.