A while ago I posted another riddle, and in the light of having just watched the final Hobbit movie, I thought it was a good time to share another!
My dress is silent when I tread the ground
Or stay at home or stir upon the waters.
Sometimes my trappings and the lofty air
Raise me above the dwelling-place of men,
And then the power of clouds carries me far
Above the people, and my ornaments
Loudly resound, send forth a melody
And clearly sing, when I am not in touch
With earth or water, but a flying spirit.
Let me know if you got it right (I didn’t!) or what you thought it was.
Thanks for reading, and have a lovely day!