Shout! shout!

What shall I shout?

Shout the good news
Shout the surprise
Find the ram's horn and shout,
Shout!

What shall I shout?

Shout gladness,
Shout dawn,
Shout fireworks, and springtime, and darkness is gone
Put gold in and shout!
Shout!

How could I say what I feel?
There's no words.
Only an urge to stand up and

SHOUT!

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Glacian, in the year 764 AF.