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. Tolkein
I have never read any of Tolkein’s books… my son has. I came across a piece of this poem today – “not all those who wander are lost” – which I LOVE and found it in this poem from The Lord of the Rings. Awesome, eh! This resonates with me as I think about my sabbatical (except for the king bit in the last line – don’t want you to think I’m overly-ambitious. But I like the restoration theme nonetheless).