Unseen pathways in green hillsides,

Lead all lovers to twilight’s eyes.

Land eternal,

Never changing,

Sky frozen,

Stars of morning.

The kings of trees cry on the plains,

Morning dew from unseen rains.

A tower built without man’s hands,

Ancient beauty, old as the land.

Obsidion,

Torches’ fire,

Alabaster,

Blue sapphire.

A king of magic still at peace,

Watching man as man still sleeps.

Sound of lyre,

Song to the sire.

Never acting,

Always watching.

A world where time will never tread,

Is it life if all is dead?

This poem was inspired by a dream I had after reading The King of Elfland’s Daughter.



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