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There Is A Land
February 13, 2008
Submitted By ~*Enaira_of_Imladris*~
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unchanged it is between the pages.
Fresh and alive from the first time we looked
into the heartbeat of Tolkien's book.
We grow older, but not our hearts.
The wonder and magic never departs.
There is a cord that ties us there
untangled from all the world and its cares.
Unseen it may be but it feeds our dreams,
more in common with our childhood it seems.
A fragrance is mixed from our infancy
adding strength to years that have yet to be...
binding us tighter to Middle-earth
feeding our hunger for greater worth.
copyright 2004 by H.R. Peters, The Songs of The Shire vol. I
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very beautiful! I think we all feel like that in some in way
Comment by Elerrina_narloth - August 18, 2008 @ 6:56 PM
nice rhymes, but whats more: it is true! :D
Comment by Kiriwana - September 12, 2008 @ 1:01 AM
I can totally relate to this. Whenever I read the books, I just can't put them them down. And I do dream about Middle Earth.
Comment by Estel212 - October 1, 2008 @ 7:16 AM