Toltec Poem | Quimichipilli


Abyss of Loneliness I sit here with you.. again,

with my Tears that I only partially comprehend

with your Air of Divine Self-discovery that I really do appreciate

but,  why am I here.. again?

Never saw it coming, you’re pretty slick.

My reckless love style makes me easy to catch huh?

I’ve been stuck here before and know I will see myself out in time

So, what is it that you must Reveal to me This Time?

The Gods need me to Create

My Being aches and is drained

Please hurry with your message.



About the author

5th generation Chicano-P'urhepecha from Venice, CA. Graff artist now mostly creating via digital design mediums and channels. A Native-Indigenous Spiritual Run organizer since 2005, I stay active in building, educating, and defending, Ndgns self-identity, values, sacred sites, and knowledge of self. I also do presentations for high schools, colleges, and community learning spaces.

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