Summoning Elfstone
All that is gold does not glitter All that is long does not last All that is old does not wither Not all that is over is past And I may not get through in time Oh, Elfstone - bearer of my green stone In the south under snow a green stone thou shalt see Elfstone - in the shadow of the dark throne For the hour is at hand that long hath awaited thee Greenleaf - bearer of the Elvenbow Far beyond Mirkwood many trees on earth grow Thy last shaft when thou hast shot Under the mournful trees thou shalt walk For dark are the waters of Kheledzaram And my heart trembles at the thought that I may see them soon I am longing for harmony - the freedom within me Out of dark to the day's rising I came crying in the sun - sword unsheathing To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking Now for wrath Now for ruin - and a red nightfall When the black breath blows - and death's shadows grow All lights pass Life to the dying - in my hand lying Shrivel like the old mist - like the winds go wailing Lost and forgotten be - darker than the darkness Where gates stand for ever shut 'Til the world is mended
