“Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean. Tears from the depth of some divine despair rise in the heart, and gather in their eyes.”
[Alfred, Lord Tennyson]

Tears are gentle rain, which lightens our hearts and nurtures our souls.
“There is a really deep well inside me.
And in it dwells God.
Sometimes I am there too.
But more often stones and grit block the well,
and God is buried beneath.
Then he must be dug out again.
[Etty Hillesum, An Interrupted Life ]

And in these passageways of continued learning, may we all be blessed to know that therein lies our spirit, whole.