In the sacred heights of the Sierra Nevada (where snow-capped peaks touch the sky and mists narrate), the ancestors resonate, and the echo of the ANUWES rumbles. The Mother who lies in ALUNA, vibrates the verb of what is to come, harmonizing this encounter.
Aluna, We, Thought, Future, Memory, Now,
You-Me, Thought, and Memory.
Music bears witness to my feelings, sonic chronicles of ALUNA,
The meditative Mother who eternal dances what we are and what we once were.
Song of roots, universal origin of here and now,
Weaves its plot in thoughts that proclaim themselves,
its notes and tuning,
Threads of water, time, and Narration.
Bagpipe and winds resonate like rivers,
Singing the stories of my people,
Aboard, we are musicians navigating,
an eternal symphony celebrating the joyful connection
and importance of its dissonant harmony.
Eternal-fleeting fusion, echoes of maraca
that call their seed and connect with the divine.
Aluna, balance of the world.
I advocate for this prayer where the sun caresses the Sierras and water freezes,
the wind dances connecting The One in ancestral thought,
weavings, forms, and invisible threads,
connect tangible and invisible.
With drums, Aluna rises and dances to the beats of these ancient rhythms,
caressing SEYNAKEM - Mother,
Black and fertile Earth,
Rhythm - essence, beat of this Feeling-Thought,
Aluna, Thought, Memory,
Memory, Thought, Thought,
Aluna, Memory, Memory, Aluna,
Thought, Aluna, Thought, and Memory.

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