Ballad of Encanvasing

A hymn sung by the imagenae to praise the Mother of Imagenesis. It celebrates the great feat of painting the mortal world into being, and the beauty of the World in Canvas. In ages past, a divine maiden walked the desolate wilds She traced the flame, she shaped the light, and from them wrought living souls Yet the calamitous fire burned unceasing, and nothing endured for long Thus she took the sea as canvas, and painted forth myriad worlds Where mountains and seas knew no bounds, where heaven and earth were one With laughter set as ornament, she stilled all weeping The Phantasmoon shall not fall, and Dovebrook shall not fade No fiend drew near, and peace held for a hundred generations All within the Canvas are granted joy and delight Sun and moon shine as one, and no tear is ever shed Moonlulls wave a gentle dance, Lightpaws drift to a peaceful sleep Thundercoils roam the heavens, and all wondrous beings raise their voices to sing The young know no illness, the old know no weariness Five generations united together, their joy in perfect harmony And still the painters shape new buds of life Food without end, homes without bound All within the Canvas behold the full moon's grace Those who supplicate smile, those who witness rejoice Time is stirred and set awry, the veils of cloud are stolen away New imagenae are created, and roam in delight among the mortal world At ease, at ease, with new wonders unending In rapture, in rapture, blessed by Aha Where lies the arcadia? Where does Elation dwell? Here stands the arcadia! Here abides Elation!