I believe the universe began with the first tear. A single drop of mercy became the amniotic fluid that birthed life, becoming the mother's sea that embraced the world. Perhaps someday a time of bitter cold will come when even tears freeze. Sharp blades of ice might gouge my heart. But even then, I will save my last tear. For just as there is no ice that doesn't melt, there is no winter that lasts forever. Copyright of the cover belongs to me.