Here, deep inside my
heart
you're still living
and in every verb that you say
in your time
I'm feeling you.
Here, deep inside my
heart
there's a room for you too,
and whenever you want to open it
it's yours without words.
Here, deep inside my
heart
there exists a beautiful melody,
a tree growing,
a hummingbird singing,
and its trinity song says
without you I'm dying.
Here, deep inside my
heart
there's a humble melody
long time ago,
waiting sadly for you
to listen to my words.
Without you, I'm death.
With you, I'm life and resurrection.
Deep, deep inside my foolish heart.
Notes from the Editor: In the image above, the
portrait of Lord Pakal Ahau is a real work of art painted
by his Irish-Shoshone friend, Mr. Byron McCallum, in Los Angeles
in 1985, as a gift for Lord Pakal’s 33rd birthday. It is entitled
“Birthday Resurrection.” As an interesting comment, when the
image was photographed in high resolution from the original
portrait and converted to a vectorized image, three strange
things were unveiled in the final processing image. The first
one was an angel shape in the forehead of Lord Pakal Ahau.
The second one was an indigenous face in the left-side of
the image background that resembles a Mayan king, and more
probably King Hanab Pakal since Lord Pakal is considered the
true reincarnation of our beloved King. The third one has
not been decoded but it is a reverse signature name in an
ancient language, and still waiting to be deciphered completely
and validated by linguistic experts. However, if you look
the image through a mirror a name appears but we reserve our
comments waiting for a more valid confirmation.
