The Passing of Lameraeron
Sun rose in the morning
Glittering on snow covered
Driving the freezing dark of night
To another place, another time
Sun set in glorious red, and shining saffron
Moon rises spreading midnight blue and ghostly pearl
In winter, in the glory of Lameraeron.
Dawn breaks over Lameraeron
Bringing warmth back to cold streets
Sending steam skywards from dew-covered stone
Sun warms new buds on creeper, vine and tree
Turning winter's cold gray beauty to fresh emerald
Fair towers and pinnacles bordered with the green hope
Of spring, in the fair days of Lameraeron
Bright sun beats down on markets
Traders and their stalls in Lameraeron's streets
Sending many an exotic aroma wafting on high
Through window in fair citadel, the great towers of watch
Hot day passes to cool night breeze
Stirring softly leaf of tree
Calm summer eve, in the bliss of Lameraeron.
Rain beats on stone and glass
Washing them clean on summer's dust
Rain passes to gentle breeze carrying upon it's breast
Fallen leaves of gold, or of fair oaken brown
Borne by breeze to another place, another dream
The dream of peaceful autumn
In autumn, in the twilight of Lameraeron
Winter returns to Lameraeron in glittering snow and frost
Thick pires of fog veiling the approach
Of the passing of Lameraeron
Evil from the far north, awakened long ago
Came and laid waste the fair glory of Lameraeron
Great city which had for centuries stood, laid waste in but a week
Forevermore the horror of the ruin of Lameraeron.
Copyright © Trista Whaley | Year Posted 2008
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