Actun Tunichil Muknal (Cave of the Crystal Sepulchre)


Sins of the Maya

strewn as seed on nether floor

Crystal tomb of shadow’s failing

Sacred rite of gods’ creation

sprung from wooden womb

Suckled by thankless beast

Bathed in hearty maker’s marrow


Gods of the Maya

dance to torches’ flicker

Amid the ancient pillars

Quick on coral canvas

made thick by limestone tears

Drunk with maiden’s blood

Boiled in clay of mother’s fashion


Bones of the Maya

crushed as corn neath hungry hand

Blown by stealthy wind

outward to impertinent soil

Torn from page of ancient text

Unearthed by errant plowshare

Left to fade in rude light of latter-day


Blood of the Maya

flows as rain through fertile forest

Proud roots hold fast the earth

against the wind and tide of lesser gods

Heart-of-Sky, sacred trinity

sculptor of earth’s devoted keeper

Ever smiling on the fruit of her creation







About Phil

Hi, my name is Phil. I’ve managed to escape the corporate world, rid myself of excess belongings, travel the country extensively in my old Winnebago, and find a new home on a beautiful barrier island in the Gulf of Mexico. I define myself as: a free spirit, a writer, a philosophical anarchist, a poet; a lover of nature, a lover of art, a protector of animals, as well as a devoted friend and partner
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