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Voices of Middle-Earth  by Armariel

At Antane's suggestion, Frodo's anticipation of his reunion with Sam, as follow-up to "My Treasure"......

~*~Somewhere a Ship~*~

Somewhere a ship
rides waves of mystery
a vast cradle rocking
her sails blithely swelling
in warping wind and soaring sun,
marbled moon and staggered stars
her hull girt with greatness,
her prow blessed and bright.
Hither she sails, chased at times
by dolphins and marlins,
whales and sharks
who follow
curious and quick
as children after a circus-cart.

And here I stand, waiting
the wind in my hair
the sand at my toes
the stars at my throat
music in my mantle
wavelets in my eyes
bells in my knees
which feel no years
but would dance
as a bridal couple
on this crowned day.
Would I could be
the first that you see!

And now I behold you
just as I remember
despite the baths of years
that would launder your image
from my yellowing sight.
No ship ever had
such a gem at her prow.
And I wave and skip,
my loved ones looking on
in worried delight
catching my joy
in basins of gladness
as it overflows
in an endless fountain
as you step down
your feet forgetting
their chains
of pain and age...

And all at once
we fling and fly
and crash and crush
and weep and whirl
and laugh and leap
until all around us are ablaze
with the lightning of old souls
the thunder of expectation
the rainfall of reminiscing
and the poetry
of endless quiet walking
on the diamond shores
of eternal fellowship.





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