The maiden of The Shadowy Forest

 

Under the silver leaves of the poplars

 

      in the shadowy forest,

 

where the wind moans

 

      in front of the coming winter.

 

 

 

There she wanders aimlessly,

 

her shadowy hair sparkling in

 

the light of the rising moon

 

 

 

the lightest in steps,

 

the maiden of the shadowy forest

 

dancing in the starlight,

 

her shadowy hair send  you to sleep

 

 

 

and you will see the dream of

 

the Western Lands

 

and by her shadowy hair

 

she weaves a spell over you,

 

 

 

the lullaby of the maiden

 

of the shadowy forest

 

and she told

 

' Ai, once I danced

 

under the silver leaves of the poplars,

 

in those days when the forest was still young

 

and in the woods the sun was shining.

 

 

 

 But there was an ancient spirit,

 

deep in the heart of the forest,

 

and the forest was given a new name,

 

and the shadowy forest wanted to

 

keep Emëriel dancing in the starlight '

 

 

 

There she is dancing, the lightest in steps

 

forever in the starlight of the shadowy forest

 

because of the spell that keeps her.

 

 

 

Once Emëriel met by chance a man

 

who was lost in the shadowy forest,

 

loss for words as he watched the maiden

 

and her shadowy hair sparkling in

 

the light of the rising moon.

 

 

Then the spell also landed on him

 

and he asked the maiden’s name,

 

‘ O Emëriel, the silver maiden of

 

the Woodland of the North, I am ‘

 

she said with the vivid voice of her.

 

 

‘ Ai! nearby of the stream of Yngwir

 

and the water  falls (of Lord of

 

the Waters) Emëriel used to dance

 

and sing of the Western Lands of

 

the Gods!

 

I used to dance to the

 

music along with other,

 

Emëriel the light-foot!

 

Now I dance alone,

 

and alone forever. ‘

 

 

 

There she is dancing, the lightest in steps

 

                    with her love

 

forever in the starlight of the shadowy forest

 

because of the spell that keeps them.

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Inspired by a poem number 13 'Shadow-Bride'. This poem is published in a book called The Adventures of Tom Bombadil.

Also inspired by 'Song of Beren and Lúthien'.

Quotation:

'And her hair like shadow following.'

See

http://tolkien.cro.net/talesong/s-berenl.html

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem my friend. You create visions of myth and beautiful dance. I like the places you took the me. I like the positive ending. Better to dance with another than alone. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair]

Many thanks. =)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.