Distant voices begin to sing, "Now the fire's burning, let the fire
 spread so those who think they live will realise that they are dead.
 Over eons, over centuries, it has taken many names for the Spirit
 of the Ancient is the fire within the flames. Let mankind burn with
 the fire of the Spirit."

 Following the golden path towards the burning Tree I pause
 before I enter within the castle walls. As darkness dies the light of
 truth is revealed.

 I genuflect to worship at the throne of life.

 "I have followed your quest with great interest" said the King as I
 raise my eyes to meet his. "Many have stood where you stand
 and many will stand there in latter days."

 The Firetree, the tree that burns whilst it is never consumed. The
 Firetree on which a man died to bring life to mankind. Who was
 he, that man that died? Who was he? "That man was God."

 I came before the throne seeking truth and life but, as everything
 in my life begins to fall into place, I learn from the King that in
 death there is life; to die to one's self is the truth of salvation and
 eternal life.

 The King addressed me once more saying "Once you were yours
 but now you are mine. You have my permission to die. Go now
 and die to yourself."

 And with that, in obedience to the King, I stepped into the pool
 of water, shedding my old garments and moving further into the
 depths as the water engulfed me. That day, I entered into a new
 life and, in the presence of the almighty King, was born again.