The Entwife
Words and music by Summer Russell © 2020-03-20

Oh come and see, we gladly cried!
The woods awake, the day alive,
The sun was dappled on the vine
And we our roots
And branches all entwined.

	And love grew wild as roses
	Shouting scarlet summer songs,
	And we went crowned with leaves of gold
	And robed with grasses long,
	To make our vows among the boughs
	When we were young and strong.

Oh come away! From distant lands,
The whispering of the river ran
Where far beyond the farthest stand
I heard the earth
Call out to ask my hand.

	And love must go where seeds are sown,
	So life begins anew
	And I alone must take the road
	As I am meant to do
	Though leaves will turn and embers burn,
	Still I remember you.

You come to me in dreaming time
When tree and flower are pale with rime,
The winter-silver stars align
In forms unknown
Above my restless mind.

	But love is true, and ever through the night
	Her watch is kept
	With memories of the willows
	Where the wind once wept,
	Until the hour we wake to find
	That we have only slept.

I'll come to thee in splendor rare
When dew is on the maidenhair,
When spring at last is born again
Then every knee
Of every heart will bend

	For love that blooms eternal
	In the rooms of green and shade,
	The altar of the morning
	Where our wordless song was prayed
	All clothed in light, as fair and bright
	As when we first were made.



From https://summerrussell.bandcamp.com/track/the-entwife
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Tagged: melancholy, love, lotr

Inspired by the writings of J.R.R. Tolkien. The Ents were the beings who protected the forests and trees of Middle Earth; the Entwives, their mates, moved East to tend gardens of their own. They are mostly believed to be vanished now, but sometimes, in the wind and leaves, their songs remain.