see-through hands
Creator God, Maker of infinite skies, turquoise-blue ocean delights, fields of yellow and all that is good, Give us the grace of seeing your tears of tasting your goodness, hearing your movement and touching your see-through hands whole complete In that grace, Hold our hands as we carry our empty labours So that we might open them wide Rather emptied resembling the Maker that sees-through tears, emptiness, broken stories. Through the emptiness, the piercing, the tearing pierced healed hands turned into Love labours put to rest Our sufferings and our rising held together In Christ, the Maker.