Passing West

The golden leaves are falling,

The silver bark fades to gray,

My home is but a memory,

It shall not see another day.

Beneath these boughs I loved, I lived,

But that time is o'er,

I shall now go west,

Across the seas,

Farewell, to Arda's shores.

I pass away into the mists,

My land is gone from sight,

But I do not fear,

I am not scared,

For soon, there will be light.

Valinor lies ahead,

Where my kin they now reside,

Soon we'll be together,

Forever, always,

Until the end of time.

MeredithL. Reid

November 18, 2003