Núvë Nwalma Nólë (Root Pain Knowledge) by Lferion

Núvë Nwalma Nólë (Root Pain Knowledge)

If pain is the root of knowledge,
What is the root of pain?
What ground do those roots grow in
What waters those leaves like rain?

Too simple to blame the Marring
To Melkor give all fault
When Making itself is effort
Mere effort no reason to halt

Oh growing is change and struggle
And that which lives must grow
Or fail and fall to shadow
And start again up from the blow

More than one root had the treelight
Whose seeds are many and one
Their death wrought grief and darkness
But now shine the Moon and the Sun

If substance come forth out of sorrow
If story or song bear fruit
Hands, hearts and minds must labor
With knowledge of pain at the root