This is two short separate poems that I need to put together or they will
be taken off. Please keep in mind that they are separate.. Thanks. r/r!

Last light from far off dying rays
Gleamed on spires tall and keen
And smote the surface glittering
Of endless waves and shores unseen.

A land by war and bloodshed torn
Choked with ashes, black despair,
And yet green shoots of hope are born
Red buds blooming tall and fair.
By Elbereth