Rise in Beauty

Our homelands grow fertile From our blood Sprout abundance Feed multitudes While daily we count Our disappeared What is breath If it cannot hurl storms Across continents What are words That cannot block the blows Shade you from sun's white light Like two merciful wings Rise in beauty Drop cool sweet water Into your mouth Stop bloods flow To dust We count preciousness Daily hold you As warriors Brothers, sisters Hold you With words and breath Rise in beauty Tahoe