Hi ev´rybody. This is supposed to be the first part of a long poem in other words my attempt to write the Lay of Leithian... Hope you like it. Please let me know.
THE LAY OF LETHIAN
PART I
"TWO FATES ENTWINED..."
Oh, listen to this tale of old!
In times passed by in timeless tide,
In ancient days as it is told
Ere world entranced in evil´s night
There was a maiden fair who´d sing
Amidst the rais of moon and sun.
The daugther of an Elven king
Ere rivers changed their float and run.
In forests old amidst the trees
The flowers blossomed by her feet
In times gone by, ere soundring seas
had come; their currents yet to meet.
Her beauty was of timeless grace,
her hair like shadows in the dark,
her lovely smile, her slender pace
and when she sang the world would hark.
The winds would listen to her word.
No maid has ever been so fair.
And after her noone has heard
Again of one who was like her.
She danced amidst the Elven trees
her father was an Elven lord.
But lo! Just like the soundring seas
Death took her which noone had thought.
Her fate was mingled: Elf and Man.
She wandered far, her spirit fair
has left our realms, left Elf´dom when
she passed away. She was aware.
Alas! Her spirit won´t behold
another life in wisdom´s care.
She´s gone as tell all stories old
Not to return. Oh maiden fair!
Tinúviel, Tinúviel,
your chosen name, your chosen fate.
For this is what the stories tell:
She fell in love and once she laid
her heart into a human´s hands
who stumbled through the forest when
She woke the spring in wintry lands
And freed from snow each hill and den.
He´d travelled far, his weary heart
Was black with sadness, sorrow, fear;
His kinsmen slain, soul torn apart
He wandered and once met her here
amidsts the leaves of Elvendom
enchanted by a mighty spell,
reached Doriath, Lúthien´s home,
but how it happened none can tell.
A son of Men still young but lost.
His heart deserted, full of grief
Cast down his face, too high the cost.
Oh! But all human life is brief!
Still, fate has tidings of its own,
It will not heed the rules of old
and though the Elfking´s scorn had grown
Beren and Luthien´s fate´s foretold.
She gave her hand in his and smiled,
they fell in love in times gone by.
A human and an Elven child..
It came to pass, noone knows why.