the fate of lothlórien

THE FATE OF LOTHLÓRIEN

the ring that ruled

before dawn and day,

o'er summer & an old sun

with its shafts of remebrance;

shall it remain in middle-earth

and the Dark Lord will feed upon all that is green;

shall it become fire from the mountain

and fair lairs will tremble with the wind of age.

but what is to be must be;

all we have left is what we always had:

the power of a single day that is given to us -

one road to fulfill, to live, and to love.