Myth of Tollan

Quetzalcoatl arises like a blossoming flower

Protruding through the coiled serpent’s mouth

Scales and feathers fused in majestic splendor

A pale bearded face shadowed by Popocatepetl


Dawn illuminates the ancient valley of Mexico

The temple of Tollan quietly awaits its master

Priests and magicians trek dark emerald forests

To reach the Veracruz coast overlooking the sea


The winds blow divine fragrance…

The trees bear sacred nectar fruit…

The ash and cinder an ominous sign…

The rains to baptize the city of dreams..

The asteroid to devour fragile Tenochtitlan….

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