You find yourself some time, today,
think of the dawn's warm display.
Think of beauty, think of rest,
to think of love, and I suggest,

to think of Achaea's golden rings,
to think of life without kings,
to think of spring rain's petrichor,
to think of peace and not of war.

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Lupar, in the year 812 AF.