Talking Tears

I would not exist but for the emotions of the human heart

Made to express many layers from the depths of sorrow to the heights of joy

I am kin with royalty, with sages, and with the beggar boy

I dance with unequaled beauty in the eyes of a bride

I am the voice of the broken heart when words cannot be found

I am the outpouring of fullness on the cheek going down

I flood and wash the soul into a fresh new start

Giving a much sought for rest when I am finally spent

A smile breaks through and no one wonders where I went

I am the diamond that glitters a whole lifetime

A currency used by all, through a millennia of years

I am the God given gift called tears