Through the Crystal Screen

I see you.

Hearts open,

arms outstretched.

For good, for grief,

for vengeance, for revival

for another life.

You beg,

and I am listening.

I see you there,

I reached out too,

from the other side

of this crystal screen.

It is all I can do.

We are both helpless.

But know:

I see you.

Tears fall,

then vanish.

Hope and pleas

enchanted in their mist.

I pray when they rise

and meet the sky,

our gods hear.

Let them set in motion

whatever will bring you peace.

I pray

my tears find you.