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"The Two Trees"
In lands beyond the Western Sea
There grew a golden tree,
And under stars and silver sky
It bloomed and towered high;
And in its golden branches grew
A fruit as sweet as dew,
A fruit that shone as bright as day
And lit the world of Fae.
There people dwelt beneath the stars
And in wonder looked afar,
For beyond their city fair and free
There grew the golden tree.
And by its golden branches stood
A shimmering tree of silver wood:
Upon the branches of silver yew
A glimmering blossom grew—
Its leaves were long and fair and white,
Its flowers of shimmering light;
In Western lands beyond the Sea
It flowered bright and free.
But Darkness came o'er mountains old
And passed through night and cold,
And cloaked in shadow marred and slew
The towering Trees that grew.
Alas! The Trees no longer stand,
No longer fair in all the land
Shine forth from hallowed fell,
And dark are hill and dell.
And never again did shine the Trees
From beyond the Western Seas;
The world, once fair and bright
Beneath the shimmering Trees' light,
The world now lies in shadow grey,
The days are passing away.
But in heaven's field does shine afar
A wondrous light—a Star!
For in a Stone the light was caught,
The light of Trees in diamond wrought,
And though in Darkness it fell through sorrow
It rose renewed to light the morrow.
Though the Trees be withered and dead
And their light away has bled,
The Star of Hope shall ever blaze
Until the end of days.