Ulmo, La Musica del Mar

by Aryaveiel Skycryer

Could it be? A poem of mine that I actually like? You know what that means...it must be terrible! It's not really LOTR fan fiction, but I came up with it while reading The Silmarillion, so we'll give credit where credit is due.

Robed in white

Yet engulfed in black

She tries to escape her pain


Running to the river

Crying crystal tears

Mingle with the flowing water


The stream shoulders her grief

and carries it to the sea

where her sobs are lost

in the ever-playing music of the water


Here the tears will stay

rising and falling

with the coming of the tide