The dance of the women I've seen
strong bodies in the nose
dancing with a horned body
in the nose of a bear bone (2x)
in the births of being
in the burial cares
in the bony bosom of the house
in the fleshy pia of the spirit< br/>I come in the night
you know I come
my power is not of this earth
my power is not of blood
wait for me, call me
think me human
look at me as a wolf
in the stone hill, facing the moon
I tell you:
And the golden veins of the rivers bow in winter
and the mother gives birth to the deadest of all
but this child is not dead
br/>this child is not yours
it is conceived by the spirit
wonderful and true as a dream
What does not change in time
the birth must be held
held with curled hands
lips red-purple
through the old man to the road
into the eternal path
there grimacing skulls
thighbones frolicking
Kerto 2x
Ruben Feldman-Gonzales:
"I have the feeling that for the last three thousand years..."

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