Little by little one travels far
J R R Tolkein
How far you thought you would go
those summer days you cut the sky open with your swing
when those first keys were put into your hands
How far you thought you could go
when that first job was yours
how far you hoped you would go
But the day you realized that you were finally home
you knew that this was the journey's real beginning
how far you hoped you would go
But the day you realized that you were finally home
you knew that this was the journey's real beginning
and its blessed end
and that's poetiquejustis
Everyone will sit under their own vine and under their own fig tree, and
no one will make them afraid, for the LORD Almighty has spoken.
Micah 4:4
