Tlaloc

Pure essence
announcement of the torrent
walled sky
cosmos bleeding.

Sacred pitchers
the dance of the child
fertile bitterness
immerses the dream.

Dull rumble of the sky
orchestrate the velvet clouds
in the valleys of Tlalocan
the elixir of life spreads.

In the mystical encounter
Coatlicue flourishes
in the bitter drops
of a people that forgets
the murky spirit
of deceased memories
Entering the earth
that emerges in life.

The flowery cross of the wind
Tlaloques fly to the north
intoxicates our mother
mystical copulation of the cosmos.

Wash the precious blood
rinse the extirpated heart
in the land of summer
with the lightning in your hand
Furtive atmosphere
deafening silence
of the lurking calm
in a sky of Atemoztli.