a gray of tears conceals the sky
 not long ago a striking blue
 a tyrant bends
 his pallid creeds into a vicious dark
 assails the love that shapes
 my heart
 i sit and listen, hear his sound, the thunder of his fallacy, 
the quaver of a loon in fright

 a gray of tears conceals the earth
 not long ago a vibrant green
 the sun curves
 its black-body radiance into a blinding white
 shreds the veil that obscures
 my view
 i sit and listen, hear new sounds, the rumbling of the ocean, 
the tremor of a bird in flight

 a gray of tears cleanses my soul
 i sit and listen, i find my voice
 i fight