Heaven's Tears

To lay awake on the darkest nights

Pondering the days

Dreading what’s to come

As heaven's own tears drench the shallow ground

My own tears intermingle withcries of pain.

Is there any doubt that if you ask,

your pain shall be few?

Do you doubt my presence? My hope? My love?

Do you doubt me?

If nothing else remember this,

if it’s within my grasp,

if you should ask,

It shall be.