a wind blows from the west giving hope to the thirsty lands
A winged soul carries a message as it soars towards the sun god
Gaya looks up helplessly. Her parched eyes tell of their tale of sufferings.
Her wait has been far too long.
"But there's yet hope for you!" says a voice in the heavens.
"For a change is headed your way.."!
Pure layers of white cottons spread across the skies
giving hope of resuscitation to the withering life.
The clouds sway and wreathe as in to make tidings of what is to come.
The rule of the mighty fire lord will soon come to pass.
A behemoth power now approaches. A crack of thunder heard in the heavens shakes up what lies beneath.
Zeus looks down upon his earth. He takes pity of what has become of his own flesh.
"Fear not!" says a mighty cry. A siren is sounded not so far away,
"For a change is now headed yor way..!"