Washed By The Tears Of Rain

We began here in this place of memories. We grew out of this ground, where the past falls and becomes this soil, this earth. This is a place of memories, where the now will grow out into the future. We use the nourishment of what has passed and gone to give us life; to grow up towards the sky, warmed by the sun and washed by the tears of rain.

We drink deep of that warmth and of that rain to grow strong. To pull us away from what has been and gone, but still remains rooted there for when the winds of circumstance blow against us and the frost of fear nips at us.

One day we know we���ll fall. Eventually bowed down by the weight of time and circumstances, withered by age and illness, we will fall too. We will fall back to the earth to become the nourishment for those that will grow from us.

These memories are what we have to grow from and the memory of us is what those who come after will grow from too. This soil grows thick and heavy with the weight of memory it carries. We cannot escape from it, no matter how we yearn towards the sun. No matter how we grow and stretch into the air above, we remain rooted to the ground, unable to break free and escape into the empty air.

You and I, we turn to face each other, feeling the sun on our faces. Each of us feels the strong roots holding us here. No matter how we pull against them and yearn for freedom, this weight of memory holds us close to the ground. Even when there is so much sky up there waiting for us and the sun waits to cradle us in its warmth.

We remain, though, rooted here. The desire to fly free pulls us up and the weight of memory roots us here. We turn towards each other and see we are not alone, no matter how huge that sky can be, nor how deep this earth of memory is. Our roots grow deep and our hands reach out, up towards that warming sun.

We have each other and that is enough, when we feel the earth and the sun both pulling us in opposite directions. Meanwhile, we grow here together, entangling around each other so that neither of us knows where we end and the other begins.

We grow strong because we grow together.