A swirling force of honor and pain,
Drawing us in, to feel and impart,
The sacrifice and bravery, again and again.
By those wounded or killed in action,
Their valor and courage, forever burned,
In the hearts of a grateful nation.
A testament to the human spirit,
Drawing us in, to feel the fight,
And honor those who gave their merit.
In circular patterns of energy and light,
A place where the heart and soul knows,
The depth of sacrifice, day or night.
Mystery and magic, it's a sequel.
White, the color of purity and light,
Transcendence and freedom, shining bright.
May have different meanings to all,
But one thing is certain from the start,
It represents those who stood tall.
Of the cost of freedom and peace,
And to honor those who fought the grinder,
We must never let their memories cease.