The City of Peace

Love is all you need.

              The Herald begain her Heavenly praises to God,

                        "Calm is the cradle
                          That love has made.

                          Young is the life
                          That mercy has guided."

              Kneeling in an emerald field, She, God's
              Herald, is raident in the purety of her nakedness.
              She sings to the everlasting sun,

                          "Out of the darkness
                          After the rain
                          The light comes.

                          This is the beauty of power
                          Day by day
                          The light lives."

              This is the song she has sung for an eternity.
              Who can hear her?


              GAIA