Grey as a Mouse: Mumak of Harad

- jan-u-wine


Sam.

how could
aught
be wrong
in the world
when
your
kindly face

lights

with
such simple
wonder?

More of a miracle
than
miracles themselves,
the soft
surpised green
of your delighted eyes,

quiet and steady

like stream-drenched
stones in moon-light.

Even here
in this land
of Shadow,

there is yet

Light.

I hear it
in
your voice -

I see it
in
your eyes.

You are
quite right,
Sam:


No one
at home

will believe

what we have seen.

Elves
and
Oliphaunts, 
Trolls
and
Magik Rings.

Roads
beyond
adventuring,

Gardeners
standing
toe-to-shoe

with unsung

Kings.  

Samwise.

I am glad
we
saw
the Oliphaunts