Poetry
Further inspiration from "Morgoth's Ring" this time from the 'Athrabeth Finrod ah Andreth'
Aikanár
Do moths pity candles
Blown out by the wind?
Or candles, moths
Consumed by the fire?
Brief flame
Brief flight
Bright, fearful fortune
Each may hold the other's doom.
Yet may the flame not love the moth,
The moth the flame?
No lasting hope,
And yet
To neither burn
Nor fly
Is death indeed.
May love redress in being -
Making -
What loss doth mar?
Memory remains
And having been,
What is loved
Is never wholly lost.
(The title for this ought to be in Elvish, but I don't have the vocabulary. "Sharp-flame and Moth"
is the idea.) Aikana'r = sharp flame (the third 'a' has an acute accent over it that I don't know how to reproduce here, thus the apostrophe.) (EDIT: hopefully fixed the accent per lwood's helpful comment.)
Aikanár
Do moths pity candles
Blown out by the wind?
Or candles, moths
Consumed by the fire?
Brief flame
Brief flight
Bright, fearful fortune
Each may hold the other's doom.
Yet may the flame not love the moth,
The moth the flame?
No lasting hope,
And yet
To neither burn
Nor fly
Is death indeed.
May love redress in being -
Making -
What loss doth mar?
Memory remains
And having been,
What is loved
Is never wholly lost.
(The title for this ought to be in Elvish, but I don't have the vocabulary. "Sharp-flame and Moth"
is the idea.) Aikana'r = sharp flame (the third 'a' has an acute accent over it that I don't know how to reproduce here, thus the apostrophe.) (EDIT: hopefully fixed the accent per lwood's helpful comment.)