Aya Huasca
Seeing the face of Pure Evil
so clearly,
for the first time.
It's okay MiHija...
that until this moment
you were unable
to witness
just how malicious Pure Evil can be,
and still go on living.
All that matters now
is how to survive,
remember,
and sing accordingly.
Sit up straight,
as an arrow,
and witness how your
benevolent Ancestors
dance into reality
an unbreakable bow...
which returns to sender
Pure Evil´s projection.
Sometimes, just keeping your own head
is enough for us all to expell
and liberate
from the entirity of our lineage
any parasitic entities
who have inhabitied the
forgotten corners of our
homes and intestines.
Observe these maladies
as they alone
reveal their true nature,
in the frantic attempts to
annihilate ours.
Even after all of this,
do not lay down
but instead
STAY UP SEEING.
Pattern divination,
pattern's deviation.
Astute observation,
in the face of Pure Evil.
Always remember, MiHija
to not only feed,
but to truly nourish,
your benevolent Ancestors
with the impeccable fulfillment
of your Soul's purpose.
REMEBER . EVERYTHING THAT'S REAL.
Allow all of the
pain and
love
from all of your Ancestors
to rain through your eyes.
Sometimes,
lineages need an entire
ocean of tears to heal.
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Also in Poetry
Yellow Corn Pollen
Our deseos will always
be with you,
praying for you
con cada respiro....
trusting that it worked when we
put our prayers in fire ashes,
and the ashes in your umligo.
Molle
The apology and promises of reconciliation just weren´t enough
neither the peppermint mocha or assortment of numbing agents,
they couldn´t erase
or cover up
how broken she was.
Pieces forgotten and long lost
among st the rubble and emotional wreckage
of the generations
