“Still round the corner there may wait,
A new road or a secret gate.
And though I oft have passed them by
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun.”
The Gate
“Still round the corner there may wait,
A new road or a secret gate.
And though I oft have passed them by
A day will come at last when I
Shall take the hidden paths that run
West of the Moon, East of the Sun.”
You have made my old, rusty gate look quite amazing!