The Passing of the Elves

by Chuwei

Inspired by the Elves of Tolkien's Lord of the Rings; I felt a need to write about the beauty in our world fading away, albeit in a bit more of a modernesque way, and.....this is the result.

The Wind calls
But I do not understand.
The World turns
But I stay where I am.

And who is there now
to translate The Pattern of the Stars
Or sing the Music of the Seas
to soothe the Wandering hearts?

Fragile and Fading like the Colors of a
Butterfly's wing
They have flown off
To a place I cannot reach.

What is left...

A Whisper lost in the Wind
A Memory of a Song once Sung.

The words that I once knew.

They have Gone
and leave the world
a Darkened room