All Praise Saphilora Poem by Sophia White

The trees and grass all sway in time
And chant in throbbing, runic rhyme
To match the bells with iron chime
And praise Saphilora.

All the stars in myraid sing
The cocktirel upon the wing
The stones with grinding voices ring
And praise Saphilora.

The rain and snow and ice and hail
Raise up a wet and chilling wail
In the roar of the juggernaut gale
And praise Saphilora.

In all Tirel, from sea to sea,
From Eagles’ Ayries to Crystalline,
Myana, Tira, Metglochan trees,
All praise Saphilora!