Pyramid of Feathered Serpent
Six layered pyramid build in talud tablero style
But in my pyramid the feathered serpent can’t help but smile
His awesome visage is ornamenting every tile
But in my pyramid as he gazes towards endless sky he is gentile
A pterosaur Quetzalcoatl was called in Aztec God’s name
And an amazing flying creature it was I have to exclaim
But just the same
There is something that better fits this name
Pterosaur could feel precise wind vibration
This thing can feel the flux of imagination
Flux like wind is sensed by this creation
And of hope it is beacon
It also nourishes the flux of self connected destiny
And is above, beyond fundamental infinity
And in that lies its majesty
That largest numbers are turned into simplicity
The pyramid stands tall whole
Stone wind is its soul
As the gaze of the serpent looks on while the endless horizon will roll
The divine stone wind in the Quetzalcoatl mesmerizes soul as it fulfills its role
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2013
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