Poetry is Alive.

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.

J.R.R. Tolkien

POETRY IS ALIVE WITH YOU.

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Remember that your story is not over. You have not yet met all your people, nor sat at all the tables waiting for you to join. You have not tasted every adventure yet. Even during the gloomiest days, please believe in a love and care that is kept for you like an inheritance, as Rilke says.

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