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The Kultrun<\/em><\/p>\n The kultrun is very sacred, <\/p>\n \u201cAll\u00ed la corriente de agua\u00a0<\/span>junto a la puesta del Sol\u00a0<\/span>se llevan las energ\u00edas\u00a0<\/span>de regreso al Creador.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cThere the flow of water\u00a0<\/span>along the setting of the Sun\u00a0<\/span>carries the energies\u00a0<\/span>back to the Creator.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n The photo above captures the magic of the sunset in the Vancouver city. The lights of the setting sun reflect a beautiful colour thus creating a truly mystical environment. A peaceful association of nuances, a perfect contrast between the brightness and the shadows complements the sleep of such called \u201cpower\u201d described in the poem. The waves weighted with colour seem to carry the energies and free them into the open sea. The link of the photo and the poem is based upon a spiritual and divine atmosphere that both of them create. <\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Poeta: Mar\u00eda In\u00e9s Huenu\u00f1ir Traducci\u00f3n por: Ecaterina Macari The Kultrun The kultrun is very sacred, not anyone plays it,…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":86258,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-258","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/palabrasmadres\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/258","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/palabrasmadres\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/palabrasmadres\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/palabrasmadres\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/86258"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/palabrasmadres\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=258"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/palabrasmadres\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/258\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":261,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/palabrasmadres\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/258\/revisions\/261"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/palabrasmadres\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=258"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/palabrasmadres\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=258"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/palabrasmadres\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=258"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n<\/span>not anyone plays it,
\n<\/span>sought after in dreams
\n<\/span>for it symbolizes the land.
\n<\/span>When it has an owner
\n<\/span>it becomes truly divine
\n<\/span>because it guards the secrets
\n<\/span>of a unique and mystical art.
\n<\/span>When its owner dies
\n<\/span>it is best to destroy it,
\n<\/span>but not just anywhere,
\n<\/span>it needs to be thrown into a river.
\n<\/span>The most precise time
\n<\/span>is always at sunset
\n<\/span>because it remains asleep
\n<\/span>what is called \u201cpower\u201d.
\n<\/span>There the flow of water
\n<\/span>along the setting of the Sun
\n<\/span>carries the energies
\n<\/span>back to the Creator.
\n<\/span>The forces here enclosed
\n<\/span>break free into the sea;
\n<\/span>remain then lost,
\n<\/span>sleeping in eternity. <\/span><\/p>\n![\"\"](\"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/palabrasmadres\/files\/2021\/11\/Screen-Shot-2021-11-28-at-8.29.11-PM.png\")
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