226.ATAHUALPA

Atahualpa (1497-1509) (1511-1525) Silver tremors In the filigree it is proclaimed by his diluted mouth among memory corals, by the hosts of the Incas. And the sun sailing through the cobblestones Ceremonial cordoned off Between the eyes and the haunches ancestral Of a vicuña curaca.

Shudder in the sands and in the irrigated areas and in the highlands, pools of the silent forehead.

I wanted to leave a slight arrow in the starry endless hand on chisel with its ductile flames of tezon gold and her violet lips scattering playful and eternal the milk of the eternal flame, Sentinels assigned to all tracks and wealthy visions. As in the hollow, just be the echo between the caves of the first dawns Rocks of thoughts. between cliff and cliff In swaying body and soul Lull them To the touch without death Matched two by two. Rune Camac Viracoccha. Among the swords of corn A cricket prepares for an assault The bearded cob Deploy your grenade It gets ready between rows of light As you swords the sentence Feed yourselves and you will die of thirst Illapa.

Sea sand stone hives Stones images of men With thatched roofs In the land of Purun Runa A brother leaves nothing to chance His stepbrother Huascar Must not divide the kingdom In the war Guided by the power of IMMORTALITY Famous companion of pachamacac The lord of heaven Vultures and condors They failed to finish his corpse.

At dawn I channeled a torrent Through the terraces of Machu Pichu saw. fall from the height To the depths of Cuzco The grooves of the wings of the earth With moaning voices In chorus, a cappella, full roofless

Auka Rune The breaking of a rumor From the sky to the sea The cusp and the sun On the honeycombs bumblebee in Quechua, while an Alpaca, following the edge of the cliffs, gilding full moon of the hollow and in the deep taste He wanted to know how to cry and blind himself, Immolate yourself in the instant, Paint the light silver gold towards That noon sun. Endure.

Atahualpa king and lord Corolla among the cliffs LOINS OF THE RINTHILLARY INCLEMENT,Light with its petals smile And vibrate like all things vibrate The whole empire. Shaken, swollen with the drops Of the dew and as the inner man, Feel the breath of the stone flower Signature of Perpetuity In what the Inca becomes slow.