All moons, all years, all days, all windsreach their completion and pass away.
So does blood reach its place of quiet,
as it reaches its power and its throne.
Measured is the time in which we can praise
the splendor of creation.
Measured is the time in which we can know
the blaze and warmth of the sun.
Measured is the time in which
the phalanx of stars will wheel,
and the gods trapped within the stars
watch over us.
BOOK OF CHILAM BALAM
