Aerandir Poem

The leaves were long, the grass was green,

The Willow Herb tall and fair;

And in the glade a light was seen

Of stars in shadow shimmering.

Meghan was dancing there

To music of a pipe unseen,

And light of stars was in her hair,

And in her raiment glimmering.

There Aerandir came from mountains cold,

And lost he wandered under leaves,

And where the Elven river rolled

He walked alone and sorrowing.

He peered between the hemlock- leaves

And saw in wonder flowers of gold

Upon her mantle and her sleeves,

And her hair like shadow following.

She caught her breath and looked anew

And saw the sadness of lost youth

In his reddened eyes of deepest blue

And knew her feelings were mirroring.

Without a word they both reached out

And touched in wonder to embrace

Like a fly to the spider Aerandir without

Fear at their contact love blossoming.

Like day meeting night the pair entwined

Their passion as bright as setting sun

And with mortal ties left long behind

They crossed the bridge without lamenting.