Cosmological Poems of Arda by AaronAzrael

Manwe meets Merihkene

Merikhene, the Guardian of the Absolute Sword.

Underneath a clouded sky
where no one ever lies
what does Light deny
it accepts humbly and tries

not to feel so broken
in the heart, as he was hurt
by cutting trees so smoken
as Valinor was now injured.

"Have you ever p-protected?"
he gently uttered as a bunny-
bird that was neglected;
He would expect the love so honey

to flow in his Creations;
unbreakable and ever lively
touched by damnations?
What the reason might be?

I thought... life is eternal.
But Life eternal is.
Just some pretty external
vision so swift

upon the veil of forgetting
when all cushioned is
and the Sword so Absolute is trieting
the Sound Clattered with Bliss

as it could be never broken;
Christic is the Light...
and so, it is spoken
that it shall ignite forever Bright...

There Manwe sees s silhouette
the brighterst of all Stars
among the nebulae septet
that Knew Intended Wars.

"What is the verb for the burning of the Fire?
That Imperishable is
So Mighty that all Dires
is capable to resist?"

"UTTERMOST COMBUSTION!"
Merikhene echoes
The Perfect Solution's Adjustment...
The Will of The Decad

"This flame is immortal!
This is the Absolute Sword!
And all accursed portals
cannot Undo the Word!"