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By Christi Ortiz

 The world needs us to cry more,

to cry tears of repentance,

tears of grief,

tears of compassion,

tears of joy,

tears of relief,

tears of love,

tears of surprise,

cleansing tears,

tears of understanding,

tears of awakening.

Our parched land needs our tears

to soak in the thirsty ground.

How much evil would have been spared

if we had only shed more tears

and laughed more?

The two are so intertwined,

perhaps that’s why one often leads to the other,

laughing to tears

and crying so hard until you laugh.

They are a release, a surrender.

Emotions are energy in motion,

they need expression.

Oh how we need our tears.

Some fear they have lost them for good

that they are buried so deep

only an earthquake would unearth them.

But they will come if we let them.

We must stop damming them up

in ourselves and others.

Such harm this creates.

A sad day it was when the first person

told the lie that you should not cry.

We need our tears.

We cannot lose touch with this holy watershed

and their power to cleanse and heal and unite

and clear the way for peace to sweep in.

Christi Ortiz
Christi Ortiz
Christi Ortiz is a licensed marriage and family therapist by profession and a poet by passion.  She enjoys trying to put to words to that which is wordless and give voice to the dynamic and wild spiritual journey called life. She lives in Spokane with her husband and two children, Emmanuel and Grace. She loves the outdoors and meditating in the early mornings which gives rise to her poetry.

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