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.

I'm not very attracted to poetry, I can't fathom it most of the time. But this particular poem by J R R Tolkein, composed supposedly by Bilbo Baggins, that indefatigable old hobbit for his friend 'Strider' otherwise know as Aragorn, really captured my imagination. The beauty of the verses and the sense of glory, endurance and noble purpose that they convey sums up the spirit of Lord of the Rings to a T.

I don't know if have locus posting this after Lord of the Bling, but who cares. I love LOTR and will always be inspired by it :)