Song to Laegolas*
"In a world of eternal darkness
Held by threads of pity and despair,
Borne to the world was a silver star,
Eyes of ethereal sky and golden hair.
Dunned Laegolas, or Greenleaf; fair
'Twas reared in Mirkwood, a prince,
Son of the King Thranduil, sage ruler,
Laegolas couldn't fathom – nor bear –
The way the world had become.
The roaring wind upon the willow's eaves
The feather-light whisper of a mother's song
The echoing hum of rattling leaves - -
Silent; where had time gone wrong?
His dear heart, Prince of Mirkwood,
Took upon the role presented –
A fellowship to restore order to life,
End an epoch of murder and strife,
In his heart he knew he shall do all he could!
Soft! A hollow cry of fallen game,
In a forest long since tame,
Wood thinned out, animals dispersed,
How his heart aches!
Traveling lone though in company,
An individual thinker working in group harmony,
Laegolas, Prince of Mirkwood –
In thou hands are we!"
* Legolas is truly Laegolas, by his elven name.
Laeg – green; Golas/-olas – leaf, foliage. Hence, he is Greenleaf.
Disclaimer: I do not own Laegolas from Lord of the Rings.