A Tribute and A Promise

He would always be Stranger's Inc to me. And I refuse to believe, I won't believe, I can't believe. I...

Stranger, Stranger, O dear friend
Won't you come back and wander the green fields of this earth
Which you so loved?
Won't you come and console us, with your ever soothing words
and make us with peace?
Why you wander far away from us where we cannot follow?


Through fen and field where the long grass grows
The west wind blows
"What news from the west, O wandering Wind, do you bring to me Tonight?
Have you seen a stranger clad all in Inc, by moon or by starlight?"

"I saw him ride over the seven streams, over roads wide and grey;
I saw him walk in empty lands, until he passed away
Into the shadows of the North. I saw him then no more.
The South Wind may have heard of him walking over the moor."

"O Stranger! From the high walls I looked afar,
But you came not from the empty lands where no men are."


"O The North Wind, you ever blow relentlessly with a purpose;
What news, O sighing winds, do you bring to me at eve?
Where now is our Stranger? He tarries and I grieve."

"Ask us not where he doth dwell - so many errands I have to run
Ask of the South Wind news of him the South wind sends to me!"

"O Stranger! We wait for you but you came not.
Tell us what tarries you in a land so far."


From the sea the South Wind comes, laden with mournful tread
"What news do you bring from the South, O mighty wind, do you bring to me today?
What news of D'yer the M'aker? For he is long away. Delay us not with your mournful cries, do tell us what tarries our dear Stranger "

"Beneath the southern sky I heard his cry. His head so proud, his face so fair...but his voice was heard no longer hence..."


I can't write anymore...I don't have the strength left in me to continue.

The last enemy that shall be destroyed is death.