TCVI

           he once mighty city lies in ruins. The ancient high places languish in low estate. Like a royal bride stripped of her adornment, the terrain is naked and exposed; covered only with empty clouds of shame. The branches of fruitless trees are tossed to and fro by the unforgiving winds of time...

Behold, a barren wilderness, with a distant hope for the blossoming of a once lush and bountiful land.
 
She is a city no longer renowned for her beauty, that she should be courted by the children of men. A city trodden underfoot by the wicked; and woefully neglected through the passing of the years. A broken city, with a strained look of wariness from fear of unknown tomorrows...

Ghostly images haunt her dreams, as foreign nations pollute her YAH-forsaken streets.

And yet, a tiny remnant of her sons and daughters from afar arise to seek the eternal pathways; to reclaim the blessings of a distant and glorious past. At last, her devoted children reconnect with the long-lost motherland, to renew the ancient promise...

In the name of love and honor, they brave the hardships, face the trials and embrace the burden of pilgrimage - a path long since forsaken by countless generations.
 
Then slowly, a faint but unmistakable glow begins to spread across the horizon. After endless years of parched plains and naked valleys, an underground river bursts forth with a new refreshing, ushering in the long-awaited age of restoration! Exceeding joy is soon resting upon the faces of the remnant...

And suddenly, the once barren trees begin to clap their hands, and the royal lilies of the field rejoice in heavenly harmony!

A beacon light of hope now reaches across the Promised Land, beckoning to the ends of the earth; and a collective exhale echoes through the twilight... Then all at once, the gathered wealth of the nations removes the disgrace that grieved her forsaken ruins over the ages!

Behold, O Yisrael, and the world: The ancient City of Davïd is risen... And She will soon be covered with the Holy garments of Praise, and Divinely adorned with the majesty of a Royal Bride!
 
Her high places shall teem with great multitudes of her children gathered from afar... For the Grand Magnificence of the Promised Land has become an Everlasting Glory to the Most High, and the Holy One of Yisrael! 
 
The city set on a hill far away... The birthplace of a million dreams. An ancient vision of eternal love and peace for all mankind. The garden spot of the universe. The land of lands.

Zion.