Author's note: A poem in Varda's pov. Wow. I have no clue how that ever
came to cross my mind. To write a Valar. Hm. ::ponders:: How did I ever
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
So stars weep
By Le Chat Noir
To lands afar, to foreign shore,
You went away forevermore
You chose your way, freedom to seek
On paths unknown; in darkness bleak
You followed lead to blind fire
Which by itself would expire
And already, the very start
Your hosts did split and ways did part
You came to Endor after much
Hardships and death and grief and such
You built your cities underground
Or in low dales; not to be found
And war you led against the Foe
Fëanor's words rang true to all
The glory gained in battles proud!
But already the shadow shroud
Veiled your path; and bitter were
The victories, which should be dear
To hearts weary of peaceful life.
To you yearning for righteous strife.
But as you go, however far,
Always on your path will shine stars.
And one by one, the kingdoms fall
I watch you from my tower tall
The children I had come to love
All wrought in doom; you fought and strove
To sustain life, to sustain light,
To sustain hope throughout the night
But in the end, the God's ire
Would drown out your faithful fire
The Valar's Curse you've come to hate
The choices you've learnt to call fate
But how could I for all your sins
Maintain my wrath on Elvenkin?
It was my name you called in pain
I heard your prayers in the rain
How could I despise such boldness?
The will that led you with firmness
Into warfare; into chaos
Into the war you all called for,
Revenge! Revenge! We heed your cry
And yet we let you go and die
The tears I've shed under my stars!
When first the battle raged afar
And kin was slain; and blood did flow
How could you Wises fall so low!
Fëanor the greatest of elves,
Has led his kin to where grief dwells,
Out of Aman into terror,
Out of Aman into horror.
I watch you from my tower tall,
As one by one, my children fall!