Amidst the shadows, where dreams take flight,
A spark ignites, banishing the night.
In the depths of doubt, courage emerges,
A beacon of hope, where fear converges.
With every step forward, the spirit awakes,
Embracing challenges, whatever it takes.
Through failures and setbacks, resilience takes hold,
Strength forged in fire, a spirit bold.
Rise from ashes, like a phoenix in flight,
Unleash your potential, with all your might.
For within your being, lies a power untamed,
A relentless drive, unyielding, unclaimed.
Embrace the journey, both rocky and steep,
Discover the treasures, hidden in the deep.
With passion as fuel, let purpose define,
Transcend limitations, and let your spirit shine.
Soar above mountains, defy gravity's pull,
Unleash your greatness, let your dreams be full.
For in the depths of your soul, you will find,
A world of possibilities, waiting to be aligned.
Rise and soar, let your spirit ignite,
A symphony of triumph, shining so bright.
Embrace the calling, let your purpose take flight,
For within you, lies the power to ignite.
About the Creator
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Look Forward to my Work in the Future.
A Flower Song
Apparently the Aztecs, Toltecs, Chichimecs and other Mexica were crazy about poetry. Despite the book-burning, slaughter, and epidemics that characterized the early stages of the Spanish conquest of the empires of Mexico, some hundreds of poems from the height of their tradition come down to us in Classical Nahuatl, preserved by Nahua and Spanish scholars of the 16th century. One of the most famous poets, Nezahualcoyotl, was a sage-king who opposed the cult of human sacrifice associated with Tezcatlipoca, God of the Smoking Mirror, and favored Quetzalcoatl, the Feathered Serpent. Flowers and feathers were the favorite offering of the Plumed Serpent. Moreover, flowers and feathers are a metaphor for poetry. Individual words, scattered petals, the down of tropical birds. The temples of blood sacrifice could be transformed into temples of flower and song. A sublimated offering to the Heart of Earth and the Heart of Sky encapsulated in the Classical Nahuatl kenning for poetry: in xōchitl in cuīcatl, meaning, "the flower and the song." The following poem is part of a longer work, and is in a state of flux, so take the waters as they flow:
By Rob Angeli6 days ago in Poets
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