May You Ride Upon The Phoenix,

Like The Wings Of A Dove,

And May She Carry You Higher Than The

Threshold Of The Rising Sun.

And As the Moon Beams From Afar,

Balance Of The Two – The Pairs Of Opposites.

May Light And Darkness Become Indistinguishable

As The Two Become One.

And The Three Becomes The One –

Then The Game Is Won!

The Torch You Carry Is Mighty And Bright.

It Reaches High And Nigh Beyond The

Fields Of Gold Into The Rainbow Light.

Listen, My Dear, To Your Dreams,

For They Are Revealing What Is Yet To Come.

Tidings Of Great Joy Await The World As

Gabriel Sounds His Horn And

Carries The Torch Of The Greater Light.

Are You In This World To Learn To Dance?

Listen To The Beat, For It Lies Beyond Your Heart –

Let It Soar As Your Passion Pours Forth.

Peace Be Still. Peace I Know,

This Peace Will Come And Go In This World,

But When We Reach Another World,

This Peace We Think We Know, Is Yet Another

New Horizon.