Aya Huasca
Always remeber, MiHija
to not only feed,
but to truly nourish,
your Benevolent Ancestors
with the impeccable fulfillment
of your Soul's purpose.
Live Oak
She came to us on a lazy Mother’s Day afternoon,
Carrying the story of our family between her brow.
The passages of the births and deaths of our Ancestors
Etched in lines on her hands and face.
