Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks to another day of
loving.
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy,
To return home eventide with gratitude, and then sleep with a prayer.
For the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips."

Penned by my hand on the 16th of Lanosian, in the year 125 MA.