Haudh-en-Elleth

Faelivrin,
in my memory
you wore a veil of light
and danced among the singing stars
upon the edge of night.

Faelivrin,
in my memory
you sang a song of gold
that haunted me in waking sleep
in echoes thousandfold.

Faelivrin,
in my memory
you were a flower fair.
I knew not that eternity
could wither and despair.

Faelivrin,
must you haunt my soul,
a promise unfulfilled
that twists a knife inside my heart,
forged of the flames of guilt?

Faelivrin,
as your voice recalled
the melodies of dawn,
mine now must sing a lay of woe
and hope defiled and torn.

Faelivrin,
in my memory
your hair was crowned with dew.
Faelivrin,
clad in shadows black
must I remember you.

Author's Note:

Faelivrin – "the gleam of the sun on the pools of Ivrin", the name given to
Finduilas of Nargothrond by Gwindor

"So she died, saying at the last: 'Tell the Mormegil that Finduilas is
here.' Therefore they had laid her in a mound near that place, and named it
Haudh-en-Elleth, the Mound of the Elf-maid.
Túrin bade them lead him thither, and there he fell down into a darkness of
grief that was near death."


The Silmarillion – Of Túrin Turambar