Tears
"Il pleure dans mon coeur comme il pleut sur la ville..." Those words of French poet Paul Verlaine have touched my soul many times before, but probably never with such exquisite pain as in this aftermath of the massacre in Nice. My heart goes out to all of the people of France, and really to all the people of this world---a world that is aching, breaking, under the weight of the reality that this demonic attack won't be the last, either abroad or at home. In times of madness