The old man, invisibly sat with his little bucket, phased through the floor, watching the tears to fall. The man he was watching had been through a lot. He had lost his children in a car accident, His wife had left him, his parents blamed him for taking their grandchildren. He was sobbing, the tears falling into the little bucket, filling it to the brim. The tears started glowing, sending little lights to the poor man, creating glowing streams of relief, and sending them to the mans heart, making him calm, and telling him it was going to be ok.