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

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“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

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I saved this piece of wood from the fire.

Why?

Because it had a face.

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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.

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Yet I’m sharing what I saved for me,

with you.

That’s a detail too.

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This face is similar to this one:

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if you can see this one,

maybe you can see the other one,

or vice versa,

where details are concerned.

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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.

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“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

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