Disclaimer: Obviously, I own nothing that sprung from J.R.R. Tolkien's mind.

Mithrandir

I am a twisted stick,

The foaming white sea.

I am mumbled words,

And twitchy fingers.

I am the appearance of smoke,

And the disappearance of fire.

I am the morning light,

And the stony savior.

I am the Balrog's fear,

And the little people's friend.

I am a hero,

Sailing to the end.