Poetry > Firiel-(T) > Tindómerel
Beren Anguishes Over Parting
May 7, 2011
“The breath of life is very sweet.
Shall ever more the lissom feet
Come dancing at my call? Alone
To halls of fire and dread and stone
I go, you cannot follow there
Where darkness reigns, and life lies bare.
A final hope, a fading bell.”