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“This tree was born in the centre of the world.
From its highest branches you see what your heart longs for.
This is the tree that lovingly cradles your childhood on its lap.
With the light, silky cotton of its fruit, your people made the pillows on which they rest and shape their dreams.
Climbing this tree, the serpent becomes bird and the word, song.
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Pablo Antonio Cuadra
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This is the Mother Ceiba in whose swelling trunk your people honoured birth and fertility.
From a single piece of its white, easily carved wood, they built a vessel that is their cradle when their journey begins and their coffin when they reach their port.
From this tree, humanity learned mercy and architecture, order, and how to give with grace.”
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