To the sea

Once when I walked on the shore, I heard the

lovely song of the sea, and the distant

cry of the seagulls, somewhere far away.

 

I had lost myself.

 

To the sea! To the sea!

it is my heart longing to see.

 

Set sail and find the way

to the land that has been long lost.

 

In my dreams I traveled with Elwin

and we had white boat and its sails

was made of foam of the waves.

 

             Elwin turned to look at the distant shore

and said in a voice full of joy,

‘Look, there you can see the shores

of Eldamar and her emerald forests!’

 

To the sea! To the sea!

it is my heart longing to see.

 

 

At last I can find my way to the shores,

somewhere out there, where you can still hear

the voice of Ulmo.

 

Author's Note

All credits goes to J.R.R Tolkien

Reviews

[emmajoy]

'.. .. we had white boat and its sails -- -- was made of foam of the waves. '

This world of yours (even if shadowed by the great T) is an Unknown to me.. but to travel it in time could well be a glorious adventure. Love the way you utter names, that very point gives mere titles real flesh.

Will return, when life allows... later.

[~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair]

Hannon le.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart. And if my words have brought you joy, then my writings have achieved its purpose.

[emmajoy]

I will return - as promised, meantime thank YOU.

[Aspiringthinker]

that was lovely, truly experiences a sense of joy reading.

[Coyote Poetry]

I love the sea too.
"To the sea! To the sea!
it is my heart longing to see."
Beautiful place and tale described. The above lines I liked a lot. Thank you Sarah for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[~Sarah~ Idríel The Fair]

I highly appreciate your words and your opinion, my poet friend. Thank you.

We hear the cry of the seagulls and we look at the peceful sea, under the same sky, we as two wanderer.

[Coyote Poetry]

Best days of my life. Pacific or Atlantic. No better places.