Legolas – A Poem

by May 17, 2002Poetry

White tower
on a hill in your dreams,
drawing closer.
I remember you
running through a forest,
alive with thought,
or dancing on the seashore
Frozen forever in dreams
and haunted by recollections of tomorrow
you warned us of deep lakes
of obsidian evil
lurking behind every tree,
but we never heard,
walking together with folded hands.
Tomorrow you leave
and the world dies with you.
You’ll turn your eyes eastward
and leave me
standing in the white tower
you see only in your dreams.


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