In an era characterized by a relentless pursuit of material wealth juxtaposed against pervasive societal disparities, the quest for abundance takes on a multifaceted dimension.
In the depths of moon's mysterious gleam,
Within the luteal phase, a sacred dream,
A journey awaits, with cacao's embrace,
A dance of hormones, a tranquil space.
In the twilight of her forty years, A woman, wise beyond her tears, Gathered courage, faced her fears, To sit with Huachuma, the master seer.
Sit with me in sacred space and a tale I shall unfold, Of a love affair enchanted, with a cup of cocoa bold.
In the realm of sacred plants, one stands mighty tall, Mapacho, with its wisdom, it promises to enthral.
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