Aragorn

Dark.

He has darkness hung upon him like a cloak.

Yet there is no evil in him, this darkness is not wickedness

This ranger, this exile.

Grim and heavy are his steps

Wandering the wild had made him hardy, quiet, deep.

Like an icy spring sprung from the heart of a mountain

My wanderer

He bears a great burden; it is the reason for his weary walk

His ancestors loom over him

Watching to see if he will make the same mistakes

For he is of their blood, of their line, of their weakness

This he knows, only too well, long has he agonised over it

He does not know, he does not see the power that lies within him

But I see it. I see it in his grey eyes that flash like silver

I see it in his forehead, in his countenance, even in his weary tread

I have seen him fight, I have seen him angry.

I have seen him battle in the defence of those he loves

Provoked he is an untameable fire that rips through everything

He is awesome and terrible to his foes

My wanderer

But to his friends, his kith and kin

His love is pure and strong as the blade of a well forged sword

Unbending, un-swaying, he loves with everything he is

For those he loves he would move the earth and bleed till he was dry

Those he loves are much blessed, for they have found a companion like no other

This power he does not know he has, it grows in him day by day.

In his hands are strength, healing and wisdom

In his face, beauty, majesty and love

On the day he finally casts of the shadows that haunt him

He will be glorious, a king and ruler that his people will have never seen before

My wanderer

For now he strides the lands ceaselessly, thirst unquenchable, loyalty unassailable

For those he loves, now for those he fights.

They do not see him, they do not thank him, and they do not know him

All they see is a tall dark man, forbidding and travel-stained, seeming hopeless

But one day they will know him.

He is Estel; he is the hope of all men, in this age and all to come.

One day they will see him as I do, my wanderer

On that day, he will be whole, liberated and healed

On that day, he will be free.

My wanderer