Lady of the Forest Ground

Soft padding feet go across the ground,
As is they have no earthly bound.

Silver like silk sweeps across her feet,
Knowing no end that they shall meet.

Her golden hair sweeping to and fro,
Knowing not the limit of which direction it can go.

Her stong hands so sturdy carry gracefully a pitcher,
Her face could not be in beauty any richer.

She stops and it as if the air has stopped around her,
None of her visions are in any way, a blur.

Flowing water sliding into her mirorr of doom,
As the water settles her powers shall bloom.

Her eyes like the moonlight staring into the water,
The desendent of the Elders, a powerful daughter.

The eyes open wide to see her vision,
She see the possible future, a division.

Man between man as the kingdoms ignore the plea,
The keeper of Gondor is too proud to see.

He is loosing his battle of kingly pride,
And he doesn't listen to his wise guide.

Galadriel blinks and breathes in the air,
And resumes her wisdom she is granted to share.

Soft padding feet go once more across the ground,
As if they have no earthly bound.

Silver like silk sweeps across her feet,
Knowing no end that they shall meet.

Her footsteps are now soundless as she assended her ship,
Her vison was true, a future in a clip.

Her feet cross the ocean in a boat of purity and hope,
The Undying Lands is where she is now to cope.

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