If my tears could talk

I'm standing at the table
Telling pages of my life
Like how I came to be here
Amongst this crowd
And as I reminisce
And reflect
The wells of water mixed with salt
Are rising in my eyes
The tears I shed
Are silent
Without words or sounds
But if they had a voice
They'd tell you not to worry
Because I follow a course set
In motion
By the God of all gods
The tamer of the oceans
Every drop is unique
Has it's own name
But not a verb
A noun
Or adjective
The walk I walk is backed
Up by the promise talked
I am but a vessel designed by
Sovreignity