As the world awakens every day at dawn,
so am I redeemed in loving, sapphire eyes
that burn with a passion and unfettered fire
so as to be to my own soul a mirror.
And this is the product of my work and time,
a letter penned in desperate, pure, and final faith,

the right decision left to Her Divine in faith,
She Who before Her name was known said, Dawn,
She Who shall consume decay in good time,
She Who, with onyx skin and aegis eyes,
comes to judge the strangers to the Mirror,
She Who made us brothers in the holy fire.

I make this oath, in my heart that same fire,
to keep with all my good and humble faith
your name below only One, though a mirror
to the Goddess of the Inevitable Dawn
I see plainly in your west horizon eyes.
If I am truly to be blessed in my time,

it shall be to live my days by your time,
to know along with you my skin set to fire,
and have no secrets between jeweled and gold eyes.
The consummation of my earliest faith--
the lighthouse dimming in preparation for dawn--
begins in you, for you are a mirror

to the plight of the unredeemed, a mirror
that paints itself not with the truths of this time,
but in the colors of hope that come with the Dawn.
In you, the lost shall see a beacon fire.
In you, there is the endless bounty of faith.
And in you, I have at last opened my eyes.

As the unrighteous with skepticism eyes
the Light, so his view of our love mirrors
that same ignorance and sheer lack of faith
when he speaks to us as if love honors time.
There are no ages among those of fire.
All shall be born again when we face the Dawn.

So let my eyes meet yours when comes that blessed time
for they shall mirror all your art and fire,
and with hearts bound in faith, we shall see Dawn.

-fio Ahaihnio Sabaelnari

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Midsummer, in the year 207 MA.