there are tears that fall in the night
silent
unseen
unbidden
tears that wet the pillow of pain
of sadness
of loneliness
they come slowly
hesitantly
soundlessly
an admission
an acknowledgement
of a hidden truth
there is a release in the nakedness
a freedom in the vulnerability
the feet of hope
that had lost their dance
begin to move ...............
to find a rythm
these tears do not fall unnoticed
there is one who watches
who cares
who extends his arms
and asks
will you dance
with me?
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