In moonlit glens and sun-kissed meadows fair,
I find my heart in nature's tender care.
The whispers of the wind through ancient trees,
And songs of birds carried on the breeze.

Legends of old, with heroes bold and wise,
Their valor and deeds 'neath boundless skies.
In love's sweet embrace and friendship's true grace,
These are the inspirations I do embrace.

The tapestry of life, both joy and sorrow,
In every dawn, a promise for tomorrow.
The human spirit, resolute and free,
Inspires my heart to sing, to be.

My inspiration runs deep and wide,
From nature's beauty to love's gentle tide.
In all things, great and small, I find my art,
For the world's a canvas, and I it's bard.

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Valnuary, in the year 930 AF.