lunes, 3 de noviembre de 2008

For a time that never came...

Home is behind
the world ahead...
and there are many paths to tread.
Through shadows,
to the edge of night,
until the stars are all alight...

Mist and shadow,
cloud and shade...
all shall fade,
all shall fade...

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The Road goes ever on and on
down from the door where it began;
now far ahead the Road has gone,
and I must follow, if I can,
pursuing it with eager feet
until it joins some larger way,
where many paths and errands meet.
And wither then? I cannot say.  

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