Ciro

Ciro Is One Among Three Thousand Doomed To Die On September 11Th 2001. It Seems Useless To Describe My Moment Of Death Because It Didn'T Feel Final Even When I Lost My Footing Slipped And Free-Fell To The Street. It Seemed To Happen In Slow Motion As I Hovered Above My Body And Watched It Fall. The Enchanting Voice That Seemed To Whisper My Name Was Now Visible - A Gossamer Shape In A Silver Dress That Waved In The Wind. She Smiled At Me. And Before She Could Speak I Realized Who She Was - This Was My Guardian Angel. In Heaven Ciro Is Enlightened By The Teachings And Lost Parables Of Christ - Words The Author Believes Were Divinely Delivered To Him. He In Turn Shares Them With You.