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Jan 2021
Quillamama, your undefeated beauty lights up the night,

Majestic you point out the passage of time.

Your silver tears adorn sacred shrines

And all men know of your magnetic power.

I know that you are a friend of the water spirits

From water untouched by the sun, the water that cures all ills

I ask you to cure me of my ills of love.



Quillamama, show me if I will see my beloved again

You who are the mother of time and seasons

Give me the signal so I know if I will ever see her again.

If I have that joy and it is granted to me to make her pregnant

I'm sure you'll look after her.



Quillamama, you have been loved and worshipped by men

From different languages and places,

Today I see you reflected on the back of the still waters

When I leave my homeland,

Please tell me what will become of me and my love

and if I still have many nights left to see her.
Note.

Quilla or Quillamama is the name the Incas gave to the moon. She was considered the sister and wife of Inti, the Sun God, and had a beautiful room with silver sheets and idols inside the Qoricancha temple in Cusco.

Ancient Peruvians worshipped Quilla, invoking his protection for women and babies during childbirth. On the northern coast of Peru his cult was very strong since ancient times. The Mochicas and Chimus, for example, called him Si and gave him offerings and human sacrifices in beautiful pyramidal temples like the Huaca de la Luna , near Trujillo. The curious thing is that the Costenos considered the Selenite star to be a divinity of masculine attributes, unlike the people of the sierra who treated the moon as a loving, protective mother.

There is a myth that tells of Quillamama's infidelity. It turns out that a beautiful fox had fallen in love with the goddess and implored her every night to accede to her requirements, until the Moon, convinced of her love, decided to drop a silver rope through which the fox ascended and reached her beloved, never to be separated from her. The Indians tell that the fox can still be seen as a silhouette covering the surface of Mother Moon.
Cesar Botetano
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Cesar Botetano  M/Lima, PerΓΊ
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