If you save it before it goes into the fire, it’s yours

Wood Sprite


“I sit beside the fire and think
Of people long ago
And people that will see a world
That I shall never know”
― J.R.R. Tolkien


I saved this piece of wood from the fire.


Because it had a face.


That little detail,

that little face,

which maybe only my eye could see,

made me want to save it,

and keep it just for me.


Yet I’m sharing what I saved for me,

with you.

That’s a detail too.


This face is similar to this one:




if you can see this one,

maybe you can see the other one,

or vice versa,

where details are concerned.


At least in my mind’s eye,

it is,

that place where detail takes on a meaning,

for us,

and when it does for us,

we think it should for others too.


“All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost…

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring…”
― J.R.R. Tolkien