The sun was shining softly
on the colored windows
where I used
to piece the broken glass together
when the rain had gone
and the sun was shining softly.But its raining on me now,
and the glass is falling slowly
through my bleeding fingers,
while I stand
to watch the rainbows fall
beside the stillness
of the falling rain.And I turned to look to you,
as I tried
to tie my words together
softly in my mind.
But the world dissolved in darkness
before my closing eyes,
as I lost myself again
to the stillness
of the falling glass,
the rain,
and sleep.