Wells of Deep Memory

A found poem from "The Mirror of Galadriel" chapter of FOTR. I love Celeborn and Galadriel best when they are together!

Canopied by living bough there sat,
Side by side,
Celeborn and Galadriel.

Very tall they were,
The Lady no less than the Lord;
They were grave and beautiful,
Clad wholly in white.
Hair of the Lady, deep gold;
Hair of the Lord, silver long and bright.

No sign of age,
Unless in depths of eyes --
Keen as lances in starlight,
Profound wells of deep memory.

- Linaewen