Fair Laurelindórinan where dwell the Galadhrim,
Ruled by Celeborn and Galadriel the fair,
Fairest place of all Middle Earth.
The golden wood, with Mallorn trees of silver,
Shed their golden leaves in the fall,
The sorceress of the wood keeps it safe,
No evil shall ever pass its mithril gates.
Galadriel’s ring of power shall ever protect it,
Woe to all who bear evil within them,
Fairest place of all where elves dwell,
Untouched by the passing years.
Haven of the first age of the sun,
As immortal as those who live there,
Has watched so many years go by,
Only remnant of years long lost.
With the elvish ring of water,
Galadriel had cast a spell,
Sauron could never see the land,
And no evil would ever pass.
Ruled by Sindar King, and Noldor Queen,
Fairest place of all the land,
Silent as the night, the invisible elves,
Ever caring for the majestic trees.
Silent as stone, as graceful as cats
Are the watchers of the sacred land,
The one who enters unsummoned,
Struck by an arrow in an instant.
The land called to you, using a voice of nature,
To enter its mysterious depths,
The beauty would entice you,
Impossible to resist.
Slowly it faded, still unwilling to change,
Finally deserted by the fair folk of the wood,
When Celeborn left the shores of Middle Earth,
The magic finally dwindled and died.
Past the gates of Khazad-Dûm,
Dark Moria, lair of the Balrog,
But Lothlórien was a haven of peace,
No evil could ever dwell there.
The Mallorn trees grew only there,
Save one place, in the Shire,
The silver trees were mountains, beautiful and tall,
Coated ground in gold in the fall.
Land of “The valley of the singing gold,”
Was the lands’ fair name,
Saw ages come, saw ages go,
But now, it is forever lost
I had to write a poem for school, and I chose Lothlorien. [img]smilies/wink.gif[/img]
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