O beautiful Cyrene, I love your higher state of mind,
that made you choose from the outset to leave that warring pair behind.
Though outsiders mock you as you stand on the world stage,
you have been true to who you are from age to age.
Like a beautiful flower, you continue to bloom,
even though with every move your enemies try to consume.
For those who want to leave their warring ways behind,
come to serene Cyrene, bask in that higher state of mind.

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Miraman, in the year 681 AF.