I Am From
I am from the clash of swords,
The sting of darts, the spray of rocky waterfalls
From the mist of mountains in the clouds,
From the silver rain lighted by the moon I have come.
I am from a hoard of treasured fantasies,
A million magical worlds combined in one,
From the highest branches of the tallest trees,
From summer sun heating hazelnut bushes I have come.
I am from swirling flakes of snow falling to and fro
A frosty night spotted with stars.
From sad memories of beautiful faces lost in the night,
From icy tears falling in a dark land I have come.
I am from a heart that aches when I hear
The cry of many suffering children.
I am from an imagination running free and wild and untamed
Through the darkness, over the mountains.
-Legolas
Friday - A Job Well Done
In Him,
-Canadagirl ( aka- Sleeper's Mom and a fellow friend of your Mom. (0: )