3. My Star
My first-ever LotR poem, movie-based.....
~*~My Star~*~
My star hangs heavy
and sometimes I feel
that I cannot bear
the colors of its light
that fill every fibre
of my being.
So I give it to you
and before my eyes
I see the colors illumined
as a crystal in the sun.
I could never give them such radiance.
Crimson for your valour
in battle and quest
emerald for the honour
that keeps you young.
blue for your selfless
protection of others
gold for the tenderness
of your every touch.
Purple for the royalty
that rides in your veins
white for the purity
that curtains your heart.
I watch, full hearted,
from my cushioned pinnacle
through my tears
as these colors blend and dance
mate and embrace
until I can scarcely
tell one from another forming shapes and shades
too lovely for labeling.
And I can scarcely tell, anymore,
which is you
and which is the Star.
It does not pull you down
as it pulled me;
the weight of your being
holds it steadfast.
And I think what an overrated
thing is Immortality
after all.....
and I descend
from my pedestal
to the highest peak
I could ever attain
standing my tallest
when I lie by your side
my Love.
This is a work of fan fiction, written because the author has an abiding love for the works of J R R Tolkien. The characters, settings, places, and languages used in this work are the property of the Tolkien Estate, Tolkien Enterprises, and possibly New Line Cinema, except for certain original characters who belong to the author of the said work. The author will not receive any money or other remuneration for presenting the work on this archive site. The work is the intellectual property of the author, is available solely for the enjoyment of Henneth Annûn Story Archive readers, and may not be copied or redistributed by any means without the explicit written consent of the author.
