Of All That Has Been

Have you ever raised your sword in battle?

Found the strength by its handle and known so clearly what is to come?

And not feared?

Have you ever seen the rolling green hills of the Shire?

Grown a flower and felt the pride of its petals?

Have you ever been so naïve to take it all for granted?

Have you ever held the light of a star in your hands?

And realized this unearthly light is cold?

And still not lose faith in the last hopes you have?

Have you ever wanted so much more?

Yet so little?

Have youseen all that has been?

And dared to see what lies ahead?

Have you ever heard the fading of the mountain?