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 shadow shall
spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was
broken,
The crown less again shall be king
~J.R.R Tolkien
Something about this quote, just speaks volumes and wanted to share. If not all and only pieces speak too you. That’s okay as well. I need get sleep, but for some odd reason my body won’t let me.
Poets Afterthought 