Upliftng Poetry from my dear ol' J.R.R.

Above all shadows rides the Sun
and Stars for ever dwell-
I will not say the Day is done,
nor bid the Stars farewell.


*Man táre antáva nin Ilúvatar, Ilúvatar
What will the Father, O Father, give me
*enyáre tar i tyel, íre Anarinya qeluva?
in that day beyond the end when my Sun faileth?


Wanderers in the shadowed land

O! Wanderers in the shadowed land
despair not! For though dark they stand,
all woods there be must end at last,
and see the open sun go past:
the setting sun, the rising sun,
the day's end, or the day begun.
For east or west all woods must fail ...