Friday, February 17, 2012

All That Is Gold

Hello, This poem speaks to me of the endurance that lies within all of us. Throughout life our spirit can be dimmed, broken, lost, but at our core, we all have the strength to save ourselves.
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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

John Ronald Reuel Tolkien

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