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!