the ring that ruled
before dawn and day,
o'er summer & an old sun
with its shafts of remebrance;
shall it remain in middle-earth
and the Dark Lord will feed upon all that is green;
shall it become fire from the mountain
and fair lairs will tremble with the wind of age.
but what is to be must be;
all we have left is what we always had:
the power of a single day that is given to us -
one road to fulfill, to live, and to love.
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 8:11 PM UTC
the ring that ruled
before dawn and day,
o'er summer & an old sun
with its shafts of remebrance;
shall it remain in middle-earth
and the Dark Lord will feed upon all that is green;
shall it become fire from the mountain
and fair lairs will tremble with the wind of age.
but what is to be must be;
all we have left is what we always had:
the power of a single day that is given to us -
one road to fulfill, to live, and to love.