kk. This will make no sense to anybody who's never read "The Simarillon" by Tolkien. I wrote it after reading "The Simarillon".
Star Lit Race
In the time of Powers so great none can tell
In a time of the birth of trees of pale light
When Evil was born in the heart of but one
And Love was persecuted in the death of Creations
The wars of the gods against an outcast generator
And the Light of The One was manifested by Valar
A time so forgotten, except told in children's tales
Before even Arwen and Aragorn
A time of Beasts of Fire and Hells flames
A time of Fearies and Dragon's Banes
So lost are the tales of Wizardry and fame
Of Lore so Gone none can rename
Deep mossy forests covered in roots
Before a silent centaur stargazing so mute
And the eyes of lesser Angels falling to insanity
To the call of one who would rather be majesty
Many would come and help in his cause
Many would be forced to break eternal laws
But in the end the Truth be told
Nothing would matter after evil's so bold
Destruction would be the end of those ways
And paradise would come forever to stay
But in new creations none can foretell
Others would most certainly rebel
Causing great rifts in time to occur
So that once again proof would have to be spent
To show that the Light will always endure
And Darkness would however it thought
Never again cause pain and distraught
In the plains of the light of trees like to the first
Dwelling in painless happiness and sweet new birth
Under the light of a new beginning to forever know
The Truth and the Givings with purposes new
And Morgoth in firey eternal chains
Sown in these hearts the cleansing Rain
And on Their Faces the Light of Eru
2002