Poems About J R R Tolkien Seeking Friendly Advice

Deep...deep down where the light gets lost
in the perpetual void of eerie, trapped voices
the yearning laments fill the desolate space
of the kingdom that once was.
The moon, so bright and mighty through the night,
guides the cold, relentless stillness of time.
The mournful sky knows the place
of the legend that is lost and now lies asleep.
Deep...deep down, the thundering seas but awake in our cherished memories.

To see is to hear, once heard it speaks;
a flight of fancy to find the meek
ones who hide from eyes that search
may all our foes we besmirch.

Into light we glide upon
wings unfurled; our will is strong
as the tree men rooted by dirt;
as the brethren found on earth.

Magic now, as it would seem
only hears of which we dream;
visions come to grace our eyes
as we look to ancient skies

Everywhere and spread upon
all we seek to emerge before long
To see is to know and learn so well;
Forever yours, PRaladriel...