May it Be

by Eruvanne

May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you

As the hunters rested after pursuing the orcs yet another day, Aragorn gazed up into the endless heavens. A few twinkling stars shone out of the velvety blackness. One star, in particular, seemed to stand still over the weary ranger’s head. Closing his eyes, the silvery light of the star became the silver stone of the pendent from his beloved. As he sank into slumber, his hand found the charm at his breast and he slept.

May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true

For several days, Aragorn and his friends had been searching for the hobbits and their orc captors. Each day the orcs gained more and more of an advantage over their pursuers. Darkness seemed always to slow the three hunters both in heart and in night. Aragorn felt the heaviness and despair grow upon him. However, he had resolved to save Merry and Pippin and save them he would.

You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home

Running across the plains of Rohan, Aragorn was far from the home and the people he loved. Always had his journeys carried him far from home. Though he was accompanied by Legolas and Gimli, the road he had trod was one he had to go on alone. None could help him in his tasks.

Mornie utúlië (darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantië (darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now

But ever before him was the goal to which he was striving. Once Sauron was defeated and Aragorn was made king, then he could marry Arwen. His heart rejoiced as he remembered Arwen’s promise to be faithful to him alone. Her soft voice flowing like water and just as soothing.

May it be the shadows call
Will fly away

Frodo toiled on to Mount Doom accompanied by Sam. Collapsing on the mountain side, Frodo closed his eyes in weariness. Darkness, darkness was all that remained. No more could he remember anything of his life before the coming of the Ring. But in his wandering mind, he heard a voice say something about thrushes, heather, strawberries, and cream. A part of the darkness began to fade. Perhaps the darkness would disappear soon, perhaps.

May it be you journey on
To light the day

Cradling his master as he rested, Sam spoke to him of what must be happening back in Hobbiton. “The thrushes will be making their nests in the heather. And they’ll be eating the first of the strawberries and cream. Do you remember the taste of strawberries, Mr. Frodo?” He happened to look up and say a chink of sky peeking out from the air of the Black Land. “To think,” thought Sam to himself, “even in this barren land, stars make their way.”

When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun

The deed had been done. The Ring was destroyed. The two hobbits had barely escaped from the destruction of Mount Doom. As they had lain unconscious, Frodo and Sam had been rescued by the eagles and Gandalf. Waking from a deep sleep, the first thing Frodo noticed was the light. The light was no longer dim and scarce. It was bright and everywhere. He looked up and saw Gandalf standing at the end of the bed, smiling as he did whenever he was proud of Frodo. “Gandalf?” Frodo could not believe that his old mentor was still alive. And Gandalf began to laugh. Frodo joined in to his merriment and was met by all the other members of the fellowship. All smiled and laughed as a sun rose overheard.

Mornie utúlië (darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantië (darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now

On the docks of the Grey Haven, five figures stood. Three had tears streaming down their cheeks. Their comrade, Frodo, and mentor, Gandalf, were leaving them forever. Sam, however, felt the pain of loss the hardest. As Frodo came to give him his farewell, Sam, try as he might, could not retain the flood of tears that welled in his eyes. The two friends embraced for several seconds. As they stood together, Frodo whispered to Sam, “You’re time may come Do not be too sad, Sam. You cannot always be torn in two. You will have to be one and whole, for many years. You have so much to enjoy and to be, and to do.” With that, they parted. Frodo sailed into the West and to Valinor and Sam remained in Hobbiton for many years. However, he always retained the promise of his former master that he would see him one day.

A promise lives within you now