After the storm, how clear are the surroundings the covering darkness disappears in a moment hardened soil softens in the water wet trees quickly spread green   The heat of summer is taken over by coldness the brilliant sun is hidden from view rain is brought by the clouds that are always beside the mountaintop, up there where there is gentle beauty   Rain, you are like the tears of sadness shed for all the lives that too early were sacrificed for comrades who are missing or are in prison for the pains and afflictions in their suffering   After the storm, blood hardens on the earth, on the cart, on the piece of concrete laid out water wipes away the winding road flayed flesh and broken bones are finally laid to rest   Comrade Romeo, Comrade Grey, Comrade Dennis how the storm raged when you were felled how with the blows you were like leaves blown away by the whirlwind and the eddy   Rest, all of you, for your song is always within us its fervor will not crack even one bit and the wet leaves will bum again like our eyes with tears of sorrow   (J.M.A.)