Peru
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The Andes mountains are etched in my bones the carvings tingled as I walked among them. They sang an ancestral song and my heart knew her words. When I laid on the grass in Machu Picchu listening to the ground it whispered revealing my past life. the majestic silhouette embedded whenever my eyelids close.
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Morning coffee cup from Peruvian beans tasting my motherland reminiscing a journey that set my spirit soaring
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I wish I could be seen inside out Maybe it’d be easier to see the complexities you would see how much I’m covered in cobwebs commonly known as anxiety. I have scars inside and out You’d see jagged wounds that never properly healed. The outside is scarred by neurosis, I compulsively pick at anything that…
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Rhythms of the rainforest 1 2 3 Birds chirp along 1,2 The frogs chime in 1 2 3 Then crickets serenade Birds For 1,2,3,4 Then rest for 8 Stinky bird Squaking and quacking Hooting for beats Of three The animals Are welcoming me Nature’s nightlife
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Andes construct The landscape Of my dreams. Imprinted in my Soul’s memory Carvings on The stone of destiny Markings of an Everlasting journey. Spirit awoken From slumber Like Gentle Rolling Thunder. Released from The cacophony Of a disassociated self. Clarity of consciousness Like Constellations Painted on clear skies And the Crescent moon Nearby. Hundreds of…
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La ñusta me despertó Suspiro eres hija del sol. Regresa a tu hogar Cerca al rio que se deriva al mar. Regresa a tu templo que admira el sol Protegida de todo mal. Las montañas y nubes se besan Testigos del matrimonio de la luna y sol. Duerme al compass de los pájaros. Las flores…
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Riding on the wings of a condor I returned home to lush green splendor to this mountain retreat I surrender. The sundial marking the time Inti showing only a reflection on the Earth Practicing the same ritual of being a priestess since birth. Fortress of agricultural riches Rainbow present at the marriage of the moon…
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I dreamed of Machu Picchu the voices of my ancestors calling to my soul evoking past life memories. Royalty, daughter of the sky standing by mama ocllo’s side. Constructed our masterpieces in stone Regal and adorned in gold. Our empire vast and wide We lived on top of the mountains civilization on the rise Inti…
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Flower war my name for those who can’t speak Español Peruana roots developed in American ground Spanglish is my sound Bonita flor growing under Inti sol one taste of mi amor Leaves to crave more Delicate y calmada Until mistreated then You can drown In Mar Brava Only truths to be…
Yesenia Guerra 