Star Watch & A Song in the Dark
Silent and bright, the stars watch over
My suffering.
I bring the set for The Two Towers to a close with Sam's point of view as he watches the stars, and then seeks after Frodo in the tower. The first is an echoing pattern that I found very effective for the topic, the second is written with a simple song's rhythm - could use some editing, perhaps and I may eventually go back and rework it.
Star Watch
Silent and bright, the stars watch over
My suffering. The light of Eärendil glitters
In the night for the stars are mute.
Colder than ice, how can they offer
Any hope? Silent and bright…
The stars watch over my suffering.
I am crushed by the weight of darkness,
And my heart falls to dead ashes.
Where are the souls of those who have
Departed ahead of us? Colder than ice.
How can they offer any hope? Silent
And bright the stars
Watch over my
Suffering
As the light
Of Eärendil glitters
In the night.
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A Song in the Dark
When it all seems ended,
With no witness to our tale,
When death overshadows
And mists rise from the vale,
My voice may still reach him.
A lyric for the heart,
Touching with a song in the dark.
When all things have become
Too impassable and strong,
I'll sing for him,
A song in the midst of our despair.
To help him remember
That bit of light and warmth,
I'll sing to him a song in the dark.
Music in the nighttime
To lead him back to life.
When all his hope is gone,
And his heart lies cold and dead.
Sweet notes in the silence,
To bring him out of dreams -
Pulling out of horrors to
Kindle hope instead.
The voice of a loved one
Raised in lonely song -
Like a hand reaching out
To grasp him as he falls,
Holding him back from
The edge of the abyss,
Away from death's longing,
With a reason to live.
Soft the song sweeps up
The sharp obsidian steps,
Finding him wounded, crumpled,
Where he lays alone.
Such comfort to a hurting soul,
To know he's not abandoned.
There is a strengthening of will
Just knowing there is hope.
Few other songs could equal
In courage, heart or power
The one so small, yet singing,
Out from that blackest tower.
That song at first so hesitant,
Soft notes soon shining out
As pure as stars in a velvet sky...
That bit of light and warmth
In the dark.
-
My suffering.
I bring the set for The Two Towers to a close with Sam's point of view as he watches the stars, and then seeks after Frodo in the tower. The first is an echoing pattern that I found very effective for the topic, the second is written with a simple song's rhythm - could use some editing, perhaps and I may eventually go back and rework it.
Star Watch
Silent and bright, the stars watch over
My suffering. The light of Eärendil glitters
In the night for the stars are mute.
Colder than ice, how can they offer
Any hope? Silent and bright…
The stars watch over my suffering.
I am crushed by the weight of darkness,
And my heart falls to dead ashes.
Where are the souls of those who have
Departed ahead of us? Colder than ice.
How can they offer any hope? Silent
And bright the stars
Watch over my
Suffering
As the light
Of Eärendil glitters
In the night.
-
A Song in the Dark
When it all seems ended,
With no witness to our tale,
When death overshadows
And mists rise from the vale,
My voice may still reach him.
A lyric for the heart,
Touching with a song in the dark.
When all things have become
Too impassable and strong,
I'll sing for him,
A song in the midst of our despair.
To help him remember
That bit of light and warmth,
I'll sing to him a song in the dark.
Music in the nighttime
To lead him back to life.
When all his hope is gone,
And his heart lies cold and dead.
Sweet notes in the silence,
To bring him out of dreams -
Pulling out of horrors to
Kindle hope instead.
The voice of a loved one
Raised in lonely song -
Like a hand reaching out
To grasp him as he falls,
Holding him back from
The edge of the abyss,
Away from death's longing,
With a reason to live.
Soft the song sweeps up
The sharp obsidian steps,
Finding him wounded, crumpled,
Where he lays alone.
Such comfort to a hurting soul,
To know he's not abandoned.
There is a strengthening of will
Just knowing there is hope.
Few other songs could equal
In courage, heart or power
The one so small, yet singing,
Out from that blackest tower.
That song at first so hesitant,
Soft notes soon shining out
As pure as stars in a velvet sky...
That bit of light and warmth
In the dark.
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