In Shadows
Written from the Parma Eruseen poetry challenge.
No light without dark,
No joy without fear,
Yet the silence of sweet larks,
Is grief beyond tears.
For song without silence,
Sun without rain,
Is but meaningless violence,
Bliss without pain.
Few can hold each,
Without breaking in two,
For waves on the beach,
Are like sun on the dew.
They are dawn and twilight,
Shadow and moon,
For pride can be bright,
And sunset too soon.
He stood at her side,
For so many years,
Though hope was denied,
He wiped away her tears.
In shadows he walked,
Silent like Nerdanel,
Their destinies locked,
He stood with Galadriel.
He could have walked away,
He could have saved himself,
But none could gainsay,
When he met the Noldo Elf.
He gave away his soul,
Spilled his life to her,
Through darkness black as coal,
They stayed together.
Though Galadriel was tainted,
Dark with fierce pride,
His heart remained strong; he never fainted,
Betrayal he cried.
She left when the White Shores called,
But Celeborn remained,
He did not beseech, he did not stall;
Silently his heart pained.
No light without gloom,
No diamond without coal,
Cast in shadows too soon,
Tossed aside by dawn's gold.
Celeborn.
If my interpretation of Galadriel annoys you, please read Unfinished Tales. She's a lot different in that.
Namárië,
Nallasariel the Weeper