I saw

A tree stood alone

For him the wind played a song

I know

Wide is its crown

Its roots through centuries strong

I saw

A trunk proud and tall

Like temple-pillars of old

I know

The leaves that don’t fall

But turn to purest of gold

I saw

The sprouting young leaves

Like gems of green light in spring

I know

And then my heart bleeds

A dirge is the song that I sing

I saw

The last Elven tree

Upon this darkened grey shore

I know

Over the wide Sea

They’re gone to return no more...