Penance...

A tear falls, burning all in its way,
tearing through the tender leaves,
and the soft sand castles...

It burns the skin as it rolls on,
weakens the roots of comfort,
and purges you of your mistakes...

It's meant to make all stronger,
showing a bitter irony of sorts...

It pools in to become the mirror,
to show you your way of error...

To long, to wish and to know...

As I strum the strings of eternity,
Waiting to hear its melodies play...

I stood there like an ape in modernity,
Stroking a fire in on a ever so darker day...

I know now it was my life, your ubiquity,
Is the only constant to stay...