Saturday, March 2, 2013

If you are in despair, here's a poem for you

O! Wanderers in the shadowed land

Despair not! For though dark they stand,

All woods there be must end at last,

And see the open sun go past:

The setting sun, the rising sun,

The day's end, or the day begun

For east or west all woods must fail. ♥ 

J.R.R. Tolkein

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