All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
*I’m not normally in favour of writing un-original stuff here, but this verse is relevant today, in more ways than one. How? Why? Do not ask, for ‘a light from the shadows shall spring’.
Wait for that light…
5 comments:
Sauron... o.O
I did a double take when I read this...I was thinking of the same..since morning!!!
Dee, I seriously hope that you did not write this for the same reason that I did... :)
Very interesing poem. Hope all is well with you!
Scriber, it's a verse from The Lord of the Rings... and I'm not sure if all's well... I hope it is...
This is Isildur's heir. And heir to the throne of Gondor.
:)
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