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Oct 16
2008
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The Tracks of My TearsPosted by Susan in the universe, sharing, music, me, love, loneliness, joy, inspiration, happiness, feelings, connection   |
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Some people say I cry easily. I guess it’s true.
I feel things deeply. And I have no problem letting those deep feelings overflow in the form of big, fat, salty tears that roll gently, slowly, and sweetly down my cheeks.
I am at peace with crying. I’m totally OK with it.
I’m not afraid to immerse myself in the feelings of sadness, despair, loneliness, joy, love, and wonder, which manifest themselves in the tracks of my tears.
Those feelings are evoked by many things: saying goodbye, achieving something I thought I couldn’t, witnessing others suffer, experiencing my own suffering, the beauty of the view from a cliff top in Yemen, being hurt by a friend, making up, making love, hearing music, watching movies… the list is virtually endless.
Life and humanity – in all their brilliance – bring tears to my eyes. I’m thankful for that.
My friend and colleague Lynn posted a tribute to me in which she included a beautiful poem. It’s the first poem anyone has ever written for me (at least that I know of!), and of course I cried when I read it.
Here it is:
Her soul sees the pain and joy of this world,
Through the windows of her eyes,
While the wonder of a new day unfolds,
So the child weak with hunger cries,
As the mothers’ hearts are torn in two,
For their young sons lost to war,
She watches them with a heavy load,
What is all of the fighting for?
While another tortured soul is abused,
She hears their pitiful call,
The flowers bloom, the birds sing,
Softly, quietly, endlessly they fall,
And the world is in need of a love like this,
Of the purest, unselfish kind,
As we continue to search for fortune and fame,
Just what is it we’re hoping to find?
For we need to see that we need each other,
We are connected through our fears,
And the need for hatred, pain and suffering,
Will be cleansed with Susan’s tears.
This version, performed Gavin Degraw (Live at Last Call 08-12-04), is… well… listen for yourself…
I feel things deeply. And I have no problem letting those deep feelings overflow in the form of big, fat, salty tears that roll gently, slowly, and sweetly down my cheeks.
I am at peace with crying. I’m totally OK with it.
I’m not afraid to immerse myself in the feelings of sadness, despair, loneliness, joy, love, and wonder, which manifest themselves in the tracks of my tears.
Those feelings are evoked by many things: saying goodbye, achieving something I thought I couldn’t, witnessing others suffer, experiencing my own suffering, the beauty of the view from a cliff top in Yemen, being hurt by a friend, making up, making love, hearing music, watching movies… the list is virtually endless.
Life and humanity – in all their brilliance – bring tears to my eyes. I’m thankful for that.
My friend and colleague Lynn posted a tribute to me in which she included a beautiful poem. It’s the first poem anyone has ever written for me (at least that I know of!), and of course I cried when I read it.
Here it is:
SUSAN’S TEARS
By Lynn HamamHer soul sees the pain and joy of this world,
Through the windows of her eyes,
While the wonder of a new day unfolds,
So the child weak with hunger cries,
As the mothers’ hearts are torn in two,
For their young sons lost to war,
She watches them with a heavy load,
What is all of the fighting for?
While another tortured soul is abused,
She hears their pitiful call,
The flowers bloom, the birds sing,
Softly, quietly, endlessly they fall,
And the world is in need of a love like this,
Of the purest, unselfish kind,
As we continue to search for fortune and fame,
Just what is it we’re hoping to find?
For we need to see that we need each other,
We are connected through our fears,
And the need for hatred, pain and suffering,
Will be cleansed with Susan’s tears.
One More Thing
I couldn’t think of a better accompaniment to this poem than the great tune Tracks of My Tears, originally performed by Smokey Robinson, then later by Linda Ronstadt and a host of others.This version, performed Gavin Degraw (Live at Last Call 08-12-04), is… well… listen for yourself…
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wow i was crying at your words even before i read your poem, thats just what im like i cry at everything and am not ashamed to say so althougheveryone laughs at me for it lol, the poem and song are beautifull and thank you for shareing it , a fellow cryer 
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Awwwww, that is so wonderful. The poem is beautiful. I am not an easy cryer at all (I think I am the other extreme), but I have to say I was very moved by the tribute. What a nice friend to have.
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I'm blessed to have wonderful people in my life, and I thank God, the universe and the angels for them, and all my good fortune every day
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My list of "cryables" is also endless. It isn't such a bad thing, perhaps just inconvenient for the most part.
I can definitely say Lynn's poem is beautiful and has now been added to the list of 'cryables".
I can definitely say Lynn's poem is beautiful and has now been added to the list of 'cryables".
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Susan is awesome.....i have never met anyone as selfless as her in a very long time. This poem encapsulates a bit of the beautiful and warm side of Susan.
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awwwwww.... thanks Shereen! what a lovely comment
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