Dawn breaks above the aged wall
Old tales rise and enthrall all
Mist lingers where the spires stand
Keeping memories close at hand
Creeping vines caress rough stone
Stories from the ages known
Soft winds travel through each lane
Bringing echoes once again
Sunlight warms the ancient land
Timeless wonders firmly stand
Grace flows through the morning air
Beauty beyond all compare
Precious charm is always there