Eastward the dawn rose,
ridge behind ridge into the morning,
and vanished out of eyesight into guess;
it was no more than a glimmer
ridge behind ridge into the morning,
and vanished out of eyesight into guess;
it was no more than a glimmer
blending with the hem of the sky,
but it spoke to them,
but it spoke to them,
out of the memory and old tales,
of the high and distant mountains.
of the high and distant mountains.
J.R.R. Tolkien.
Lagginhorn (Suiza). Julio de 2010.
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Ronald Tolkien probablemente imaginó así uno de los fotogramas de ese texto; así, como en esa fotografía.
Mantienes la capacidad de sorprenderme; muchas gracias por compartir el blog.
A ti, David, por seguirlo.
D.
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