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.
Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me. (Psalm 51:10)
(Source: tousledwinds)
“Lewis’ unwavering commitment to what is True and Real and Valuable, as opposed to what is trendy or fashionable or current, has been another kind of liberation for me, namely, from “chronological snobbery.” He loved the wisdom of the ages, not the whimsy of the passing present. He called himself…
(Source: sucharevelry)
empty canvas; empty notebook
silence is an enemy
solitude is a foe
to sit and think, uncanny
to read and muse, doubtful
oh, the simpleness of life
a fallacy we’ve surely contrived
About me
I'm Rhyan. I like what I like. I write how I feel. Welcome to my world. Twitter: twitter.com/RhyanEb
Email: rhyaneb@gmail.com
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