Disclaimer: J. R. R. Tolkien owns Elbereth, the High-elves, and the inspiration for this poem.
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The night is dark, but still the stars shine down;
You seek the light of trees, but it has gone.
Fear not the darkness cast beneath the sky,
For Elbereth has set her stars on high.
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The wind moans in the ever-growing trees,
Then dies and stills into a whisp'ring breeze.
O Sleep! Fear not the darkness, wind or night,
For day shall come, and with it, bring the light.
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A/N: I have a few other Lord of the Rings/Silmarillion poems I hope to post soon, but I decided to start short and sweet!
