*writen with a flourishing hand* My dear seeker I hope that this song is what you wanted. Alwyn (singer, clown and profesional idiot)

*enclosed is a seperate sheet with neat writing*

WORDS OF THE MORNINGLORD

Strive always, working for a new hope New growth, renewal and rebirth Always be pure in mind and body Theses are the words of the Morning Lord

Dont look to the night as its fading Watch the rising sun it brings a new dawn A new day will always bring a new start Theses are the words of the Morning Lord

Remeber your words and deeds have meaning Walk softly as you make you way in the world your least effort may bring the greatest reward These are the words of the Morning Lord

Make Plans for a bright and happy future Never let any doubts get in your way Rules are not always for the true heart These are the words of the Morning Lord

Words and music by Alwyn Mercher

Alwyn,

You bring a smile of joy to my face in these dark times. I'll pay you 50 crowns for this poem, as well as another 50 for every well conceived work that you give me.

Stop by the Hall of the Seekers for your payment.

- A. Orsini