The End is Near

[Lady Evenstar]

Author's Note: Adapted from Oliver Wendell Holmes' poem "Hymn of Truth." The thoughts expressed here could belong to either Frodo or Aragorn.

The End is Near

O Love Divine, that stopped to share,
My sharpest pang, my bitterest tear,
Inside I keep each earth-bound care.
I smile at pain, for the end is near.

Though long the weary way we tread,
And danger crown each coming trail,
Some paths we shun, and darkness dread,
My heart doth whisper, "The end is near."

When drooping pleasure turns to grief,
And trembling faith is turned to fear,
The murmuring winds, the quivering leaf,
Shall softly tell me, "The end is near."

Inside I keep my burdening woe.
O Love Divine, forever dear,
Content to suffer while we know,
Living or dying, the end is near.

[Nessa the Dancer]

Very good! I like that very much.
Yes, you could read it either as Frodo or Aragorn and get a different meaning from it.

Nessa

[Tar-Ancalimë]

Wow... this is an excellent rendition of the feelings they carry...

[A! Elbereth]

I really loved this. Very... well, it definetly got my attention enough to inspire me further! Awesome poem, dear

[Lady Evenstar]

Much thanks to all of you!

[Sindarin]

You're a good writer, Lady Evenstar. You have some very nice poems.

[Lady Evenstar]

By the time I get around to editing my posts, the 15 minutes is up. Thanks to all of you.

Tar-Ancalime,
Your comments don't bother me at all. It just makes me realize I need to check my posts before I post them. The edit button is just too risky.

Lady Evenstar