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…Tolkien
Take these words how you must… every day is a new one… there is always light on the horizon…at the end of the journey we come out into the light…"all woods must fail"
Mist rising near dawn in the shadowed winter land…Watercolour on Arches Paper..