The windows to the soul are the eye and they release purity of soul via pain in hope of resolution.
All feelin', intensity; glaciers crush against tha greatest sea and melt for thy soul's pain...
How? Water=Purity; fallz from thy identity; signifying thy pain.
Salty; water equally purity. Bitter virginity falls from thy grace.
Is not pain pure and bitter...
What does it equal?
Wisdom, she may teach you in 100 years the meaning of your sorrow...
-or right away...life is full of unexpectedness.
But...Grace prevails or love...similar are they, one greater than the other.
Luckily, the greatest of all does conquer ALL.
I feel; as Mother Earth feeds all with rain and makes them grow or else they will fail and cease.
Our bodies; souls; beings; are similar... alike...
Thru our tears...
Therefore; maintaining life...growth.
Release and growth es similar.
Or...the same.
Think of releasing emotion...and not suffering or dying in any way...
and the rain feeding a plant or animal....
Is it no the same in a small, exotic way?
Uh?
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