The stone steps are worn away with time
        Bridging
The gap between mistakes and regret
Faces reflected in a Silver moon
Above, stars dripping with morning rain
            A Rainbow path leads to the
Crushed bones of our Ancestors
Faint drops of blood are all that remain
Bare trees stand, where our proud homes
                            Once stood
Jade Blue water, no longer Red
Words … choke in my throat
Our cups are full of proud tears
Stained glass memories!