“So I rose and stretched my limbs and looked around. The sun was below me in a daze of heat, like a hot humming-bird hovering at mid-day over the worlds. And his beak was long and very sharp, he was like a dragon.
“And a faint star was hesitating wearily, waiting to pass.
“I called aloud, saying: ‘Who is that?’
My name is Jesus, I am Mary’s son.
I am coming home.
My mother the Moon is dark.
Brother, Quetzalcoatl,
Hold back the wild hot sun.
Bind him with shadow while I pass.
Let me come home.