Nistler Farms
Personal and farm blog
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Dad and I near Pisac
I was born on a mountain so high,
One could swear it was heaven
And it was known in the bones
Of GrandMother Earth…
When I was only one year old,
I grew wings, and I could fly
And it was known in the bones
Of GrandMother Earth…
Maria Quispe
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