Excerpt from Popol Vuh; And This Is the Cry of Their Hearts, Here It Is/ Are k’ut roq’ej kik’ux wa’ (The Mayan Book of the Dawn of Life) Wait now! Bless this day, thou Hurricane, thou heart of sky ad earth, thou giver of ripeness and freshness, giver, too, of daughters and sons, spread thy stain, spill thy drops of green and yellow; give life and beginning to those I bear and beget, hat they might multiply and grow; nurturing and providing for thee, calling to thee along the roads and paths, on rivers, in canyons, beneath the rees and bushes’ give them their daughters and sons. May there be no blame, folly, shame, or pain; let no deceiver come behind or before them, may they neither be snared nor wounded, nor seduced, nor burned, nor diverted below the road nor above it; may they neither fall over backward nor stumble; tie them to the green road, the green path.
Posted on: Mon, 16 Sep 2013 22:44:33 +0000
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