There And Back Again

I have finished re-reading The Hobbit. It has been a wonderful journey; I have truly gone there and back again with Mr. Bilbo Baggins, and Thorin and Company. I have been to Rivendell and over the High Pass of the Misty Mountains and through Mirkwood to the Lonely Mountain itself. I have grieved over what was lost and I have rejoiced over what was gained.

Roads go ever ever on,

Over rock and under tree,

By caves where never sun has shone,

By streams that never find the sea;

Over snow by winter sown,

And through the merry flowers of June,

Over grass and over stone,

And under mountains in the moon.

 

Roads go ever ever on

Under cloud and under star,

Yet feet that wandering have gone

Turn at last to home afar.

Eyes that fire and sword have seen

And horror in the halls of stone

Look at last on meadows green

And trees and hills they long have known.

 

- Bilbo, Chapter XIX, "The Last Stage"

 

 

In Pace Christi,

 

Elyse