arofili:@festival-of-lights-fest 2020 ☆ day seven ☆ miraclesO Noldo, Findekáno, who

arofili:

@festival-of-lights-fest 2020 ☆ day seven ☆ miracles

O Noldo, Findekáno, who turned thy face from Aman—
Kinslayer, ice-breaker, prince of great renown—
For the love of thy cousin, O Valiant One,
Thou pleaded for mercy in the light of newborn sun!

O Noldo, Findekáno: my heart aches for thee,
Though thou hast wandered far and traveled ’cross the sea;
Thy cousin, thy husband, whose Oath he swore to me,
He deserveth not my pity—yet I cannot let this be.

O Noldo, Nelyafinwë! Hearken to my voice!
In mercy I spare thee, and giveth thee a choice:
Mine eagle shall bear thee hence from this cliff-face
If thou wilt only lift thy heart and let thyself rejoice.

O Noldor, Nelyafinwë, and Findekáno bold,
I grant you this miracle, that your people might behold
The love of the Valar hath not truly turnèd cold.
We love you, we miss you: Now let that truth be told.