Elf Song
(Submitted by Murtano)

I am still a young man,
  But wasted in my years.
I know not yet the living,
  But I have felt the tears.

A young man's blood flows through me,
  Yet I feel an old man's age.
And with a young man's hand,
  I wipe away the days.

I see the forest dying,
  In a thousand burning parts.
And I hear the mournful crying,
  Of a million elvish hearts.

                           Murtano