What I Remember

Awake! Arise! Leap from my window
Embrace sunlight, the eastwind is mine.
Gleaming spires, signposts that guide
Mark the places where dwell those of our kind

Empty, the Aerie, where first light reaches
Gryphons aloft, they already greet the day
I fly as they do, to soar with the eagles
Reborn anew, once again on my way

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Arios, in the year 66 MA.