Here is a poem written more than 15 years ago by a friend, that describes the Mission of Pégase, through words but above all the Vibration that emerge from it...
Drawing its majestic outline
In the hem diaphragm of a winged wave,
Pégase soars towards Infinity,
Bringing back, in the gold of his hoof,
The primordial Source that will spring up
In the heart of the cosmic hurricane,
Fertilizing souls of good will.
He dances, floating in the ether,
Spreading all his magic
Below the celestial vault,
Stirring up consciousness
In the warm and indolent cradle,
Breaking, with a swift ripple
With his skillfully active wing,
The opaque veil of illusion,
Dispensing, along a bundle of silver
Harnessed to his heart of light,
The awakening of the creative imagination
Within sleeping memories.
Then, associating with Divine Grace
To revive the Being in its essence,
Tilting his head towards the earth,
In a pure and consenting breath
Blessed with the Gods that we are.