Blooming from rot and decay,
Fungi delight in a feast,
Rose bushes bloom and sway,
Life found its way at last.

From the eras meeting its demise,
New kingdoms and poets arise,
Stars die in a burst of light,
We see their beauty, use 'em as guide.

Broken hearts will write the best,
Laughter and grief made me who I am,
As love and faith are put to the test,
A new start will come with a bang.

A part of me died with our broken vow,
Another died with the buried soul,
But although winter covers me in snow,
Spring will come and I'll bloom anew.

Blooming from rot and decay,
From the eras meeting its demise,
Broken hearts will write the best,
Spring will come and I'll bloom anew.

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Daedalan, in the year 1000 AF.