I think I shall wear Joy today,
I'll put Her on like an elegant gown.

Dress myself in Wisdom's Daughter,
the cerulean robes of deep free Peace.

Contentment shall be my scent today,
incense rising from a heart that is full.

Come to me, Gold and Silver of Soul,
Dress me like a Goddess, lavish me like a Queen.

Do not hold back your presence from the beggar,
the orphan girl on the street...

If I have you, I am beautiful!

Penned by my hand on the 17th of Ero, in the year 295 AF.