Catalyst

- Isilmë

For the one ring, it was a simple thing,
to take a man who seemed unbreakable,
slip inside his mind, his very being,
bend his will, till fight he was unable.

What it did not see, was it’s own fate,
for Boromir did as the ring bade,
sought out Frodo and gave his debate,
but ring bearer had decision made.

To go forward by dark path on own,
Companions saved, death for them, missed,
unsure before, but now clearly shown,
Boromir’s actions the catalyst.

If the ring had laid quiet, not forced it’s desire,
perhaps then the fellowship would have stayed as one,
gone a different road, been defeated with fire,
the hopes of Middle Earth now and forever gone