I wrote this last night / this morning, couldn't sleep before I wrote it down. It's Legolas' thoughts outside Moria, just after Gandalf fell from the Bridge of Khazad-dûm.
Grief
Mithrandir is lost!
My companions are weeping
And I can but stare, bewildered
At their grief
No stranger am I, to leave-taking
Elvenkin leave these shores every day
To voyage to the Undying Lands
Never to return
But it seems to me so strange
To suddenly lose a friend
In one fell moment
To see a life extinguished
We had no chance to say farewell!
And how could that terrible fall
Be anything like the journeys
That farewells are used for?
I try to find within me
The ability to weep
But ages under Elven twilight
Has taken from me that blessed release
Inside my heart's contracting
And my throat closes up
But my traitorous eyes refuse to express
More than mild melancholy
Tear, eyes! Let me
Heave wild sobs so that
Someone will also comfort me
For Mithrandir is lost!
(c) Leoni Venter 2 May 2003 12:24am
Grief
Mithrandir is lost!
My companions are weeping
And I can but stare, bewildered
At their grief
No stranger am I, to leave-taking
Elvenkin leave these shores every day
To voyage to the Undying Lands
Never to return
But it seems to me so strange
To suddenly lose a friend
In one fell moment
To see a life extinguished
We had no chance to say farewell!
And how could that terrible fall
Be anything like the journeys
That farewells are used for?
I try to find within me
The ability to weep
But ages under Elven twilight
Has taken from me that blessed release
Inside my heart's contracting
And my throat closes up
But my traitorous eyes refuse to express
More than mild melancholy
Tear, eyes! Let me
Heave wild sobs so that
Someone will also comfort me
For Mithrandir is lost!
(c) Leoni Venter 2 May 2003 12:24am