Falling Tears

A soul lives in a vast empty space

once lit

it shakes the boundaries

rumbling

reaching

loving

it cries

it laughs

doesn't notice

it's own frailty

delicate

a cloud of nerves

it looks out to emptiness

and reflects

projects

stretching out

searching

living

a long slow existence

always alone

it tires of reaching

that which is unobtainable

retracting

searching

inside

for what seems to be missing

it cries

it's loneliness hurts

a moment passes

a memory remains

of love

a tear swells

that soul reaches further out

virtually ripping itself apart

that tear falls

leaving a trail

of life

history

the past

it falls

and the soul is released