Ode to: La Dama De Cao
(The Lady of Cao))Peru))
The sun no long strikes low on me
How walking I was to life, how delicate go was
How illegitimate ones gaiety can be.
Lonely at times:
Not in the soul
But in the sky of the mind!
My livelong visible horizon ringed
With the antemeridian birds;
I had a hotchpotch of holding and grouping.
I have been a Queen, subordinate the rural community of Cao
That was my admiration you see
Yet I did not continue living long-, xxv old age is all.
Queen-chief they titled me-,
My physical structure tattooed to show such;
Bound in ceremonial wrappings...
Like a cocoon (a body)
Hence,
I was saved in such dress.
Sorry to say, but I will:
I died from childbirth-
Buried in Trujillo-a 1000 age ago!.
When I died..., after awake
It was similar daybreak-I seemed to have
Had a sad consciousness upon beginning.
Now harshly, all the sounds and voices
Of one twinkling to the next
Is simply short-lived.
Yet, up location I will never be again:
Still I comprehend my child's voice
From example to instance..!
Note: No: 1596 (1-4-2007): a best recent determination in Peru (that is, perhaps little than a period of time old) is the Mummified natural object of "La Dama de Cao, (The Lady of Cao)"; whom was really more than a lady, but a queen. As I have same often, and will again, Peru is the come to rest of discover, maybe the ultimate of the chief Ancient lands to have been only half unconcealed. It is the Egypt of South America you could say. I was in Trujillo, every cardinal years ago, a northern os locality of Peru, where they have entertaining superficial boats called Canotaje´s. I don't cognize of any different stop that bares so a great deal fruit in Ancient discovers today, different than Peru.
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