Hrossa Poem

by Robert5

For a change, I thought I'd submit a story based, not on Narnia, but on C.S. Lewis's famous and equally mystical "Space Trilogy". For those who don't know, the Hrossa are creatures like giant otters who are poets, who one can't help but fall in love with

A poem about the Hrossa - inhabitants of Mars - or Malacandra in Out of the Silent Planet by C.S. Lewis.

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Arbol shinies
Day after day,
Flooding the harandra with the love of Heaven.
It leaps like a fountain.
It delights in dancing
Life is the great joy that flows
Like the water of the handramit
From Maleldil.
Blessed be He.

The eldila watch us
And Oyarsa protects us
As each day we swim,
And each day we breathe
And when the hnakra devours us,
So the poem meets its sweetest end.
Death is the embrace of Maleldil.
Blessed be He.

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