Centuries ago, at the height of the Mayan
Empire, some unknown craftsman shaped this
votive with his hands. His movements were deft
and skillful: he perhaps created many thousands
like it in his lifetime. With quick strokes of a
sharpened stick he defined its character and then
fired it in a kiln. Soon, some votary seeking to
propitiate the gods offered it in the temple
precinct. As he placed it with trembling hands
before the altar, he imbued it with the hopes and
dreams of his lifetime. As we hold it in a similar
fashion today, we connect ourselves directly with
those vanished lives and those forgotten dreams.
- (PF.0833)
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