To ancient voices speak...
They flow through me..
I feel them talk of times that have long past now.
Times of joy, times of pain, and fear.
The visions of paradise come to my eyes.
Pyramids standing tall, proud in a desert of nothing..
The wind blowing, the sand stirring..
The sun beginning to set in the distance..
Mother moon rising to greet the stars in the night sky.....
Moving into the chambers of kings and queens, of princes and pr|nsess'
Ziro
forever...
Standing,looking into the forever that lies beyond.
Waiting to feel the breezes of life flow over your body,
waiting for them to break the chains
bringing your liberty
you feel them approach.
They move with beauty.
like smoke they flow over the ocean towards you standing on the shore...
open your arms and welcome them
your dress falling to the ground...
Lightning flashes across the sky,
The freedom you feel
closer and closer the freedom that you have waited for,
for such time you have felt this
now receive this.
The chains break and fall to the sand.
The ocean before you opens up
allowing you to walk within it's arms.
Calling you to move within its womb..
You walk into the forever and the forever welcomes you..
You are forever.
You are...
Ziro