Elvish is my name
The strain of an elf
Like an elvish mystic
A Tolkien fantasy
From the middle-earth
Lays the knavish
Of the dancing elves

At Last you are
  My heart of trees
    My walls of stone
      My whisper in the Sindarin wind

Like a homely
  Gleaming
    Vein of oak
      Your limbs a door
        Ajar to an eternity
          Uncloaked

Standing
  Naming Rivendell
    You are the sun
      My palace place
        Escape from Angbands hell

As dominion fades
  Ere does the tide
      So does the land
        East of Belfalas lie

The mountainous trees
  Begin and end
    With a swell of men
      No more to tell

At Last you are
  My heart of trees
    My stone since turned  
      My sacred dell