CORAL HULL: POETRY INSPIRED BY THE LORD OF THE RINGS
EOWYN IN LOVE
(on Eowyn's unrequitted love for Aragorn)
"No longer do I desire to be a queen. I wished to be loved by another,
but I desire no man's pity."
- Eowyn (J.R.R. Tolkien)
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I have dreamt of a love from distant lands
and still more recently, I have known of it.
I have not turned the birds away when they sang.
For the moment that the song came into my heart,
it was as if the wild was in love with me as
I was now in love with it. But this cannot be.
I had shut the door on this last day of winter
so that the spring might never shatter me.
The frozen world is my greatest protector,
the mid winter hoarfrost my only shelter.
In this life, I have known little other season.
You arrived at the Great Hall like quiet turmoil,
with mystical uncertain ways, mysterious past,
your smoldering eyes. I give you all I have left.
For all I have cherished has been taken from me. |
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My Lord, are you not as troubled as I?
What is this mirror of courage and fear,
that I look into? Do you not love me?
Are you not seeing me, as I see you?
By all the long years of your silent wanderings,
your eyes like charcoal that burnt into my frosts.
You were entering my shields and frozen lakes
where none save my sorrow had ever been.
The mist on the pale damp stone is clearing.
I was witness to what beckoned and continued.
Alas, it was not a world for me to linger in,
but instead to long for only, for it was fey.
It was the magical realm of the spiritual elves.
It was breaking me apart and holding me together.
The last thing I wished, was to enter such a place. |
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Oh leave me to the realms of earthy midnight
in winter's darkness, where I can love nothing,
where my beauty sleeps without recognition,
shrouded in ice deep and age long hibernation.
My heart was a hearth, for the fire in your eyes
and I wandered in to far places, entranced by them.
By my own awakening there was the blaze of love,
which I gladly settle into, to warm my frozen heart
by a light I had once known, from a lonely dream.
Alas, it was not for me and it never would be.
It was with a glimpse of you that I was broken.
My fortress walls began to crumble into ashes,
The beacons of Gondor lit through the mountains,
beneath the thunderclouds grown dark with battle.
Let the dust I stand in, fuel my steps into ruin.
It is not worth my time, to rebuild myself again. |
"'What do you fear, lady?' he asked. 'A cage,' she said." - (J.R.R. Tolkien) |
This website is part of my personal testimony that has been guided by The Holy Spirit and written in Jesus' name. |
