Cosmological Poems of Arda by AaronAzrael  

The Secrets of Ea

Shh. Don't tell anyone about the rumours. ;)

Suddenly, a vision of Age First

Amid the vastness of the time

after Arwen's tears burst

into the river that entwined

 

All the experiences felt there,

the Creation of Ea's within,

all the glory honoured, fair,

for All dignified have been.

 

The 144 Elven Ones

the number of Achievement

for it's About their Dance

when they Separate Went

 

When the Ainur Avatars

launched their Formating Design

and Chose the Veil of the Stars

to Offuscate as to Entwine.

 

Yes, they were good at Cosmic Truths,

and they had a Promise Golden,

their Utter Success deeply soothes

their Tears for the Evil Unfolding....

 

What a blessing, for it was rumoured

that a Vision of Nan Elmoth

was somewhere seen as ancient roamer

and a Tower Crafting God.

 

Clenching, clattering and lots of lava,

sparkling, glowing and the metal

Pumping Forgery in vena cava

Deus Faber, fused, dissolving, never letal

 

merged together when molten

myth creating, magic alive ~

...but you need to be bold and

... Next time, please protect your wife.

 

Barahir and Bregolas,

I see your Immortal Flame,

Mortals in Arda will eventually Last,

a new teaching of marvels came.

 

For it is always the Achievement,

of the Absolute that's Relative,

and it's the New Middle Earth Sacrament.

New form of Immortality's imperative.

 

They shall be respawned by Namo Mandos,

in the Halls of Waitings echoed the Bells,

and the Family that Wandered in this Source

sought each other like new Selves.

 

What an amusement... shall I see you?

Each and everyone did think

I miss you ... I terribly miss it, to be you,

as it's the HOUR TO SYNCH

 

In a new dance of Creation,

the Second Music of them All,

Melkor twisted his bettered Version...

followed by a flood, rainfall...

 

Oh, He Sings and Shows the Secrets

of the Deities that were so Veiled

The Absolute is the One; His Frequence

can be both Nothing and detailed.

 

Sing, Sing, oh Melkor...

Who Rises in Might.

It swirls, Your Core.

 

... Yes.  It's a beautiful Sight.