Imagine

I found this text while I was searching for the original version of "Song from a Secret Garden". It's so wonderful.



"Imagine...

Our world floating silently in space. Around it, a white dove flies-- forever circling. Every one hundred years, the dove's wing touches the face of the earth. The time it would take for the feathered wing to wear this planet down into nothing: eternity. But within eternity, time passes. Withing time there is change. Soon, the wing of the white dove will touch our world again. The dawn of a new century... a time for a new beginning."