Farewell Breeland

Still around the corner there may wait
A new adventure or a secret gate,
And though my road I cannot say,
Tomorrow I may go that way
And take the hidden paths that run,
East of the Moon and West of the Sun.
Apple, stars, berries and sloe
Let them pass! Let them go!
Sand and stone and pool and bell,
Farewell Breeland! To Rivendell!

(inspired by J.R.R. Tolkien)

From A Hobbit's Journal - Under Hill And Over 'Brae'