[This poem should have come first. See, I told you I'd suck as a daykeeper.]
This is the story of Seven Macaw,
First of the shamans, bird, god and man;
Seven Macaw who challenged the Sky.
Of the lost people,
A world washed to ruin,
An age of the world before time.
This is the story of sorrow and wonder,
Seven Macaw in yearning and anguish,
Of light and transcendence,
Of death and despair.
Seven Macaw, the Lord of Xibalba,
Vucub-Caquix, the Victor of Death,
Who guards the dark gateway
At the heart of the galaxy,
At the end and beginning,
The black hole's horizon.
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