Here we wield the power of
Snares made of cordage and stones
Sourced from each corner of this ʻāina
Carefully set in darkness
Collective strength growing
With each huli planted
Mana embodied in places
That remind us
Dirt is not dirty
Wealth looks like
Buckets filled with kalo
Water flowing endless
And the continuous exchange
Of breath and stories.
– Noʻeau Peralto of Hui Mālama I ke Ala ʻŪlili (huiMAU)