“Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking” Marcus Aurelius

You have reached the doorway to my master's courtyard. Do come out and relax as you like, my Lord/Lady. I will leave you alone now. If you need me, you need only call, clap, or tell one of the many other slaves to fetch me for you.

When the legions of Tiber fall, and the final battle fought,
When the people here no longer call, and the sacred soul forgot.
Then the world will turn its ear unto the truth of all that's known,
And the rushing wind will tell a tale of all the love that's shown.

When the hiding place my heart maintains is no longer giving rest,
When the happiness that I have known is a sword to pierce my chest.
Then the world will hear of stories old when Empires were great,
And I'll rest with all the gods above in Hades highest state.

But you, my love, do not forget the gift you have bestowed.
This precious soul, within your heart, indeed has overflowed.
This love that you have given me has caused me now to know,
That by the power I maintain, to thee my love is owed.

~ Aislynn