Middle Earth Sleepwalk
The waters are warm - The air is cold Spirit ever young; only body growing old In sleep I walk; a shadow at night Dreams are not cloudy; I at last have sight. No sky above. No earth below. So I walk this realm - it's wonders I must know. The rain falls hard. The ice freezes slow. The surrounding storm leaves no place to go. By night mare fly o'er reality's wake. By shadows of Mordar, I tremble and shake. Unrest stirs the farthest places. My body sleeps but my mind races. All I see I must not tell for this is my journey and where I dwell. I soar above and walk below. I gather fascination and away it must stow. This is my tale, mine to control for I must not tell a living soul. ..and now I sink to the depths of the Ocean where at last I must rest...