I have been looking for you
  the mix of who we are
All combined with such diversity
  one the world would
Like to shut out, so I seek
  the traces, looking for
Connection seeking the broken
  pieces shattered apart
From you, only traces left
  the language, culture
Rising, falling, knowing
  community bound
In this one body which seeks,
  asks, knocks, breaks
Then puts it altogether
  crumbs and pieces
Offering it up on the table
  an imperfect gift
But we try, once again
  to find the way
On this broken road
 back to you