# Canyons

Author: Star Ringer
Tags: Poetry

I feel not your agony as you do  
It strikes me across the canyon  
And I can't help but stagger, overwhelmed  
  
My empathy is a buttress  
Built from your tragedy  
(Pray forgive me)  
  
There's little I can do across this divide  
I know you not well enough to rush to your side  
  
I muster what mana I can  
Borrow from what gods will oblige  
Gifted from those who insist  
  
I know the language of suffering  
I know which key this ache tastes of  
I even know just the tune for this color of grief  
  
And for a moment, I sing  
  
I hope you recognize  
The echo of your pain on the wind  
From somewhere across the canyon

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