- ARQUITECTURA Y LITERATURA -
La naturaleza, el tiempo y la arquitectura / Nature, time and architecture
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"Siguieron a Haldir, que subía con paso ligero las pendientes cubiertas de hierba. Aunque Frodo caminaba y respiraba, y el viento que le tocaba la cara era el mismo que movía las hojas y las flores de alrededor, tenía la impresión de encontrarse en un país fuera de tiempo, un país que no languidecía, no cambiaba, no caía en el olvido. Cuando volviera otra vez al mundo exterior, Frodo, el viajero de la Comarca, caminaría aún aquí, sobre la hierba entre la elanor y la niphredil en la hermosa Lothlórien.
Entraron en el círculo de árboles blancos. En ese momento el viento del sur sopló sobre Cerin Amroth y suspiró entre las ramas. Frodo se detuvo, oyendo a lo lejos el rumor del mar en playas que habían desaparecido hacía tiempo, y los gritos de unos pájaros marinos ya extinguidos en el mundo.
Haldir se había adelantado y ahora trepaba a la elevada plataforma. Mientras Frodo se preparaba para seguirlo, apoyó la mano en el árbol junto a la escala: nunca había tenido antes una conciencia tan repentina e intensa de la textura de la corteza del árbol y de la vida que había dentro. La madera, que sentía bajo la mano, lo deleitaba, pero no como a un leñador o a un carpintero; era el deleite de la vida misma del árbol."
"They followed Haldir as he stepped lightly up the grass-clad slopes. Though he walked and breathed, and about him leaves and flowers were stirred by the same cool wind as fanned his face, Frodo felt that he was in a timeless land that did not fade or change or fall into forgetfulness. When he had gone and passed again into the outer world, still Frodo the wanderer from the Shire would walk there, upon the grass among elanor and niphredil in fair Lothlórien.
They entered the circle of white trees. As they did so the South Wind blew upon Cerin Amroth and sighed among the branches. Frodo stood still, hearing far off great seas upon baeches that had long ago been washed away, and sea-birds crying whose race had perished from the earth.
Haldir had gone and was now climbing to the hight flet. As Frodo prepared to follow him, he laid his hand upon the tree beside the ladder: never before had he been so suddenly and so keenly aware of the feel and texture of a tree's skin and of the life within it. He felt a delight in wood and the touch of it, neither as forester nor as carpenter; it was the delight of the living tree itself".
"They followed Haldir as he stepped lightly up the grass-clad slopes. Though he walked and breathed, and about him leaves and flowers were stirred by the same cool wind as fanned his face, Frodo felt that he was in a timeless land that did not fade or change or fall into forgetfulness. When he had gone and passed again into the outer world, still Frodo the wanderer from the Shire would walk there, upon the grass among elanor and niphredil in fair Lothlórien.
They entered the circle of white trees. As they did so the South Wind blew upon Cerin Amroth and sighed among the branches. Frodo stood still, hearing far off great seas upon baeches that had long ago been washed away, and sea-birds crying whose race had perished from the earth.
Haldir had gone and was now climbing to the hight flet. As Frodo prepared to follow him, he laid his hand upon the tree beside the ladder: never before had he been so suddenly and so keenly aware of the feel and texture of a tree's skin and of the life within it. He felt a delight in wood and the touch of it, neither as forester nor as carpenter; it was the delight of the living tree itself".
"El Señor de los Anillos I". J.R.R. Tolkien / "The Lord of the Rings I". J.R.R.Tolkien
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