Rust-red dusk sweeps a barren field
Tall grass whispers what time concealed
You kneel down by a weathered stone
Reading names carved in undertone
Wind draws sighs through the fractured air
History aches in the stories there
Your soft voice breathes a gentle plea
Raising truth the world failed to see
Tears fall light on the earth below
Love reshapes what the years don’t show
Happiness glows though the past feels heavy—
Heart lifts sky in the grace you carry