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JOURNEYS END... In western lands beneath the Sun
The flowers may rise in Spring, The trees may bud, the waters run, The merry finches sing. Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night, And swaying branches bear The Elven-stars as jewels white Amid their branching hair. Though here at journey's end I lie In darkness buried deep, Beyond all towers strong and high, Beyond all mountains steep, Above all shadows rides the Sun And Stars for ever dwell: I will not say the Day is done, Nor bid the Stars farewell. JRR Tolkien how beautiful is the poem? The freaky thing is I wrote a poem entitled exactly the same thing years ago  | |
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telalla said: PurpleThunder said: Very nice! oooooh I'm loving that new avie PT that's beautiful Thanx ...its just something I stumbled upon and thought I'd try it out! | |
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