Echo. Echo.
Let us shout, let us hear it echo among the mountains.
Echo. Echo.
And let it echo and resound and burst apart the cocoon of a butterfly.
And that butterfly will beat its wings and open up a great hurricane off the coast of a
mighty land.
And this hurricane will sweep across the earth, changing the hearts of the heroes and
heroines of the peoples of all the countries of all the world.
And life, such sweet life as bloomed in the meadows of the primordial form of God
Will roll... and roll... roll as a whisper across the plains once again;
A whisper, reminiscent of a shout, an echo long ago.