A world ablaze in a glorious sight,
of beautiful and fiery hues,
iron and stone on fire by a light.

Fires blazing with sheer delight,
those who see fires take these clues,
it's not time to fight but take flight.

To the wilds of foresight,
green is a beautiful hue,
where there is hope so bright.

Nature shall prevail in glorious might.

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Glacian, in the year 874 AF.