…and whether they are beautiful or not, there will
be no one to guard them in the days to come…*
Red Earth,
Peacock Blue
Savages,
The ghosts of our fathers,
Grain upon grain
Tracks fill with the sand of events.
What more
can the beautiful
sons and daughters expect?
*The Book of the Jaguar Priest; A Translation of
Chilam Balam of Tizimin
Tracks In Sand
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