11-07-2024, 11:05 AM
I bring the summer children from the westward setting sun... I shepherd the life to welcome them...
My crown and robe of quetzal feathers, my floating throne, all to make life possible
I call upon you to recognize recognize that we all have a place and a time...
We are like the sun, we all must serve.
My allies are many, my enemies are few... life is what life serves.
I am friend. But you must submit.
... now,... where are my children?