Lothlorien

Golden hue, no could but for smoky whisper in the sky

Endless streams of yellow sun warm

Starry flowers, the grass is jeweled

As the wind blows through my heart

Through the trees of heavens stats

And the elder days still echo

In this timeless land

Beyond myself and full of weary, slumber my head is down

Other worldly sense and beauty

Lull my sheltered dreams this night

As ageless magic, elven music, pour upon my sleepy brow

So far away yet so close to homely

Feelings fill me up somehow