To the Edge of Night
The sky is dulled, grey clouds come.
Betwixt eyes and clouds a veil has fallen;
Dimming sight, dimming the eyes:
blocked windows to the soul.

Stairways unlit, corridors stretch out,
littered with ghosts and memories;
Fog flows in, blanketing all,
hiding inside from outside, inside to all.

What dreams may come, hopes fall apart,
without aim, without lead, chosen in mind;
The sun grows grey, the stars light up,
standing betwixt shadows and sunlit night.

--finis--


The world formed of extremes and in-betweens
Heated by fire, cooled by ice
Earth green and barren, juxtaposed.

Light of shadows, shadowy-light
Orodruin, the fire of night
Rings created; One Ring controlled
Doom came unheralded.

Old tales lay unsung in tall grass
Further than one's hands, nearer to hearts.

The night shall come, and day will flee
Hands of evil, of good, of neutrality
End of time, start of Void.

Races fight and none understand
In pain, in joy, all will hold
No return to old life; a new journey taken
Good will triumph; shall shadows fall?
Soundless balance, less and more.

--finis--