reminds me of a line from Thornton Wilder's OUR TOWN, about how a letter is addressed, from the finite to the infinite. But I can't find my copy to quote from.
"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.”
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Paige
reminds me of a line from Thornton Wilder's OUR TOWN, about how a letter is addressed, from the finite to the infinite. But I can't find my copy to quote from.
Peace
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