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.