The fabric is the text of dreams. Its poetry. And in dreams the upward spiral thread is the ladder that unites men with the gods and his destiny. For the dreams you enter the overworld and also it descends to the underworld. For human dreams they know how to weave your life, how to make sense and significance.
The Chilean poet Ludwig Zeller, who lives in Oaxaca, takes in his poem "Weaver Zapotec," the theme of destiny interwoven with the man himself weaving and their instruments.
The Chilean poet Ludwig Zeller, who lives in Oaxaca, takes in his poem "Weaver Zapotec," the theme of destiny interwoven with the man himself weaving and their instruments.
"I grew up in this loom, my bones underpin it forever."
Beyond the will of their hands, "ghostly shuttle" silent time makes him weave "the secret design in the days must be my death" that "dark skein" that desovillamos.
"Warp and woof Among my destiny. The invisible / the unknown future is only faces tangle of roots / singing beneath the earth that is eternal."
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