
Prologue: Poetry is not a luxury. It is a salve for your soul.
Just when you thought the last tear was finally shed, your soul sources more from that bottomless well. You stop drinking water and tea to prevent the wetness in your eyes, but the bottomless well is not sourced from your tea and your water.
That bottomless well lies deep in your soul. Its waters are dark and still, asleep until just the right moment. And when the right moment comes, the floodgates open and the tears fall.
That bottomless well is not sourced from your tea and your water. Rather, it collects all your past mistakes, all your regrets and your sorrows and pains. It adds a pinch of salt and a hint of redemption, and a tear is born.
It is beautiful, the newborn tear. It is clear and fragile, like a delicate flower. It cleanses your soul and lifts up some weight from your shoulders. It lets you breathe. It lets you live.
For as long as the tears keep coming from that bottomless well, you know you’re alive.
Epilogue: The Science of Tears
Why do we cry? According to Time Magazine, theories about the purpose of tears have been flourishing since at least 1,500 B.C. But one thing is becoming more clear with new research: tears trigger social bonding and human connection. We cry because we are human. We cry because we’re alive.