Cosmological Poems of Arda by AaronAzrael  

Manwe meets Merihkene

Merikhene, the Guardian of the Absolute Sword.

Underneath a clouded sky

where no one ever lies

what does Light deny

it accepts humbly and tries



not to feel so broken

in the heart, as he was hurt

by cutting trees so smoken

as Valinor was now injured.



"Have you ever p-protected?"

he gently uttered as a bunny-

bird that was neglected;

He would expect the love so honey



to flow in his Creations;

unbreakable and ever lively

touched by damnations?

What the reason might be?



I thought... life is eternal.

But Life eternal is.

Just some pretty external

vision so swift



upon the veil of forgetting

when all cushioned is

and the Sword so Absolute is trieting

the Sound Clattered with Bliss



as it could be never broken;

Christic is the Light...

and so, it is spoken

that it shall ignite forever Bright...



There Manwe sees s silhouette

the brighterst of all Stars

among the nebulae septet

that Knew Intended Wars.



"What is the verb for the burning of the Fire?

That Imperishable is

So Mighty that all Dires

is capable to resist?"



"UTTERMOST COMBUSTION!"

Merikhene echoes

The Perfect Solution's Adjustment...

The Will of The Decad



"This flame is immortal!

This is the Absolute Sword!

And all accursed portals

cannot Undo the Word!"