Rain dance
We all sing to the sky
Dancing and twirling to the ever present moon light
"Bring the thunder! Bring the clouds!"
Pulsing louder and louder even the children cry
Within these nations
Separate but souls united
One can have to many days of the sun
"Brother raven"
she whispers
"Please bring word to above
"Our crops are dying
"Our souls are thirsty
"And our rivers thin
"Please, Oh Tlaloc,
"Cleanse us of our sin"
Prayers danced through the night