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La Huaca Liber

                          La Huaca Liber
(Genesis of the Bible according to and translated
          from the Columbian Choco)

Alprincipio creo mil doses
Los cielos y la tierra
(In the beginning thousands of gods
Created the earth and the skies)
Because in nothingness fear dwells
Fear dwells in deep spaces
And in man's primordial vision
Deep waters seperate us
Deep water is always there
Because man always awaits a deluge
Making us mute and afraid
When we fail to sing
During dios del Lucero
When the god of morning star
Glistens bright in black heavens
Toci Hawandama - our mother creator
Formed the first man - Ah Canul
From the dust of the ground
And She breathed wind
Into his nostrils
And Ah Canul gulped
The life giving air
That precedes spring rain
When souls soar with expectation
And the earth's beauty
Is never a mirage
In this fragile moment of creation
When words are quintessentially prayers
To Ah Canul who knew he must go forth
From land where all clans of the soil
Would find blessing through him
And Toci Hawandama set Ah Canul
In the balsawood canoe of salvation
Before opening the magic gates
For all the world's languages
To flood in every morning.



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La Huaca Liber - the eternal flood

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  • NurseChilly gold member
    March 10, 2008
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    I do like the story of this piece, but I do feel it is a bit cramped and would work a lot better with some line breaks. This would allow the reader time to pause and to take in all the great details, that somehow get lost in all the heavy wording.

    many thanks for entering this contest

    G.x


  • frownsnfreckles
    February 22, 2008

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    wow! love this one, what a wonderful story. The fear of the deluge and literal deep waters becoming a metaphor for 'all the worlds languages, to flood in every morning'