Find me a ship that can sail on the sea
Whose waves are the washed-away years,
Over the Ocean of Dreams; let it be
Sweet Middle-Earth’s shore that she nears.
Voyage to Ennorath, tree-tangled land, *
To find my old friends faring well,
Take dwarf, elf, hobbit, and wizard by hand,
And hear what new tales they will tell;
Wander in Lorien, try to console
Galadriel’s elven lament;
Party with Bombadil, merry old soul;
At leisure, converse with an ent;
Fly with the eagles, look down on the graves
Where dragon or balrog once fell;
Stand on the shore and look over the waves
Toward where the Valar now dwell;
Ride to the mead-halls, astride the swift steeds
Of Rohan, that race like the wind;
Hark to the harpers and hear of the deeds
Of those who sought virtue, or sinned;
Learn of the lore of the long-ago times
Before Sauron dared to attack;
Hear how his creatures accomplished his crimes,
And how the Free Folk fought him back;
Join in the praise of the courage they showed
By facing that fell, fearsome foe;
Joy in the peace and the freedom bestowed
On good folk to flourish and grow.
Let me sing with them the songs of the Quest,
The heroes, the brave and the fair;
Let me hear legends of Middle-Earth’s best...
But, most of all, let me be there!
* In the Hymn to Elbereth, the line “o galadhremmin ennorath”
translates as “from tree-tangled middle-lands (Middle-Earth)”.
© 1986 C. M. Joserlin, "Raven"
(Blogged today in honour of J.R.R. Tolkien's 132nd birthday.)
[The Suno AI has composed and performed a tune for this song.]
Lovely sentiments. Nicely done.
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