The Misery of the Trees It seems so sad That misery is the price of knowledge For if the trees were dumb Before the elves instructed them, They were also carefree and happy But now they seek that which they Never would have lost before The coming of their knowing Alone now in a world set against them In the shadows now they dwell Instead of reaching for the light They sulk in the darkness of their thought Doomed to die a withering death That creeps along their rotting heartwood Till they fall in despair And disappear into the soil
Thanks For anyone wondering, the idea came from the Lord of the Rings, where the ents were the trees brought into consciousness by the elves. Just so you're not sitting there going "elves instructing trees...? huh?" The idea seemed to me to have deeper ramifications, thus, this poem.
lord of the rings! cool! i tried writing a poem drawn from that idea but it was a bit too flouncy and sickly so i have left it dormant. i love lotr
of course! so much more complex are the books. beautiful. and the silmarillion, you read that too? heavy going, but beren and luthiel(sp?)...beautiful stories...one about elf incest in their too-ooer. Tolkien was such a legend!