Tolkien has the dimension of true myth and the power of true myth, and sometimes rises beyond myth. Only myth fails to enchant most modern souls. Unlike our ancestors, we are told the stories in a mundane down to earth way. That disenchants them. Only Tolkien is the myth without the disenchantment. You can still smell the camfire and hear the hooves and the clash of swords. You can taste the mushroom soup and the Ent-brews. You can share the fear, the grievance, the loss, the victory and the rejoicing. It's as if a voice is speaking to you saying, you are part of this and this is part of you.