You make a very beautiful and necessary post, @nancybriti, because the literature of the autochthonous or aboriginal cultures of the American continent is very rich and deserves to be widely diffused. Particularly that of the ethnic groups that originally populated these lands that today are called Venezuela. Favorably, there have been dedicated researchers and compilers of that literature that was not written, but of oral tradition. You present us with a select and beautiful sample.
There is a very beautiful text that expresses one of the main myths of the Kunuhana ethnic group (called "makitare"), collected by Marc de Civrieux in his book Watunna, and that the writer Eduardo Galeano versinara. I allow myself to copiorate it:

The woman and the man dreamed that God was dreaming them.
God dreamed them while he sang and waved his maracas,
wrapped in tobacco smoke,
and he felt happy and also shaken by doubt and mystery.
The makiritare Indians know that if God
dreams of food, fructifies and feeds.
If God dreams of life, he is born and gives birth.
The woman and the man dreamed that in the
God's dream appeared a big shining egg.
Inside egg,
they sang and danced and armed a lot
a ruckus, because they were crazy to be born.
They dreamed that in God's dream, joy was stronger than joy.
doubt and mystery; and God, dreaming, created them and singing said:
I break this egg and the woman is born and the man is born.
And together they will live and die.
But they will be born again.
They will be born and die again and be born again.
And they will never cease to be born, for death is a lie.