Waterworks

For the quaint of heart
For the merry
Downpours of unexpected rain
At the wrong time
In the wrong place
The glares
Feed the fire
The smiles fuel the waterfall
It's sad
It's divine
Faces humbled and exasperated
Reducing to human
Rising to human
It cannot be controlled
It's a deep well that never dries
But never quenches sorrow
And always explains
But only through itself
Do you understand the language