From the recording Migration of the Soul-A Meditative Journey
Her breath is the hot desert wind. As she arises in the blazing midday sun, her body burns from the pure energy of it. She swirls through the streets avenging corruption, greed, and disease. Her cries echo throughout as she casts out darkness. Finally, she takes her place back on the throne as the great leveler of justice, magic, and the healer of the universe.
Instruments: Synthesizer, Mid- Eastern Flute.