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Where shall the lords of the West come from?
Where shall their aid spring forth?
From the mountains, biding their time?
From the fields, soaked with blood?
Or from the great and immeasurable ocean
Where Ulmo Falmahír once dwelt?
Atari, why do you not heed their words?
Has Melkor thus hardened your hearts?
What is this deafness to ancient wisdom?
Where is the kinship that was once between
the Children of the Sun and the Children of the Moon?
Eruhíni, why have you strayed from the Road?
Arda Marred, all roads are bent
but the Straight Road lies before you yet.
Why do you fade?
Who am I to you? A name in oaths and vows alone?
Was it not I who commanded the Valar
And wrought your music before giving it unto them?
Where shall their aid spring forth?
From the mountains, biding their time?
From the fields, soaked with blood?
Or from the great and immeasurable ocean
Where Ulmo Falmahír once dwelt?
Atari, why do you not heed their words?
Has Melkor thus hardened your hearts?
What is this deafness to ancient wisdom?
Where is the kinship that was once between
the Children of the Sun and the Children of the Moon?
Eruhíni, why have you strayed from the Road?
Arda Marred, all roads are bent
but the Straight Road lies before you yet.
Why do you fade?
Who am I to you? A name in oaths and vows alone?
Was it not I who commanded the Valar
And wrought your music before giving it unto them?
A Quenta Silmarillion based poem. I own none of this, as Tolkien already does.
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I think this is very beautifully worded. I'm glad I found it in the MEFA nomination list!