Kylara Solaran, Thou that singest
Of thou's lofty temples and beatiful shires
Thy soul is falling , thy death arising
In chaos thy stand, all robed in fire
Landscape Lover, Mistress of truth
More then any other in past days
Thou is the choosen keeper of all
Thy legency, like many, a golden phrase
Thou that seest Universal
Nature moved by thee's universal mind
Thou majestic in thy sadness
At the known doom of human kind
Light amoung the vanished ages
The star that gildest yet these phantom shores
Golden spirit among the shadows
Knowing of kings and realms that pass to rise no more
I salute thee, Queen of All
I that loved thee since my day began
Weilder of the statliest powers
Ever molded by the lips of Man
Go Back to my realm
