Love song

He named me –
for starlight – Kindler –
so long ago

‘Tintallë … Tintallë‘
whispers fell into my hair
‘Kindle your light within me’
How had I known him by his bright love?
For an age his eyes seared
through the fabric of my mind and
opened the Way from which there is no return

Tintallë
‘Light me a lamp by which to steer my life’

and he loved me
to wondrous heights
He made know that I was whole
then smashed me to pieces on
his love
From wreckage smouldering in Delusion and Despair
a light arose soaring as a flame into the Dawn

Fable of the Phoenix made vision
flying past all comfort
to the place where What Was and What Will Be

simply Is

I knew neither peace nor torment for there was naught to be known
but not to stay

Plummeting like a spear to the murky depths
of the material

I gazed at him and the
light lingered in his eyes
‘Tintallë’
on a breath

and he brought me neither bliss nor joy — as a basket of flowers

I am not his | he is not mine

In an outstretched hand, the secret to move mountains
but I did not understand
Whispering with the song of Eru
so long ago — from so very far away
‘Set a star for me — live in your light
We are of the same stardust and moonbeams’

‘Tintallë…’

Whispers circling my heart
Love to break not bind
Never to call my own

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