gabriel: my sweet angel,

why do you cry marble born tears? i made you a warrior, and you won? so why do you cry, my prophet bringer?

have the branches of paradise fallen from your clumsy grasp? have the sounds of a wailing earth drowned out your thoughts? my dear gabriel, you aren't the only one who hears their cries.

you were born shrouded in golden robes, archangel of all archangels. do not let your lily wilt, because you were made to do great things.

gabriel? do you hear me? it is your lord, and i have taken pity on your lonely wings, come to watch over the world with me.

my son, do you worry? do you look to the stars and see fallen friends? is this not what you wanted, blessed child?

return to me, gabriel. it is lonely without you on this clouded peak. go and shout good news, and return to me, gabriel, do not be clouded by mortal thoughts.

heaven was built to have you, my sweet angel, your maker calls you home.