The shadows' reach lengthens, stengthens
Despair,
Your courage is not what it was.
Youth's fire now lost in the ashes
Of age.
I hear only sighing silence, not rage.
Return to me,
Bearing an elfstone green
That I may see you healed again
Certain and whole,
Peaceful,
Content,
Unwithered amid bright innocence.
Ah, this departure, so tortured
With hope.
The aching of warmth after snow.
Go now, beloved, seek the close of
Our fate
The promise is strong, though the hour be late.
Return to me,
Bearing an elfstone green
That I may see you healed again
Certain and whole,
Peaceful,
Content,
Unwithered amid bright innocence.
