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The lord of the Rings

Chapter V – The return of the King

Numa conversa entre o senhor das casas de curação – e a senhora – de escude de honra – das verdes pastagens e pradarias e do cavalo branco – entre a negra bandeira de estrelas fias a arvore  que era de prata alvor…

assim perdido assim tendo sido´sentido de novo achado acendido quando era perdido ascendido quando era qual escravo assim qual cravo -  sendo de novo qual flor na mão sendo reescrita 

sendo de novo primor por entre  a bruma mais fria  a manha mais bem dita

uma mão entregando uma

flor de força de vida 

entre 

mãos que sustenham a

bruma  mais fria 

a mais atrevida

UMA MÃO NA FLOR A OUTRA 

N@ 

COR

“I’m healed,’ she said healed at least in body, save my LEFT ARM only, and that is ate ease. But I shall sicken anew, if there’s naught that I CAN DO. Are there no tidings of war. The women CAN TELL ME NOTHING.”

SAÚDE E SABER

tradicional por bem querer

vocacional por bem saber...

devocional 

por bem escolh@r 

três

linhas 

numa 

dis 

cor

- além de corporal - 

 - essencial e bonança- 

trazem à luz de viv@r 

a viva e mais preciosa 

@ esp'rança...

“There are no tidings, ‘ said the Warden, ‘save the Lords have ridden to Morgul Vale; and men say that the new captain out of the North is their chief. A great lord is that, and a healer; and it is a thing passing strange to me that the HEALING HAND SHOULD ALSO WIELD THE SWORD.

It is not thus in Gondor now, though once IT WAS SO, if old tales be true.

But for long years WE HEALERS have only sough to patch the rents made by men of swords. Though we should still have enough to do without them: the world is full enough of hurts and mischances without wars to multiply them.’

“It needs but one foe to breed a war, not two Master Warden, ‘ answered Éowyn. ‘And those  who have not swords can still die upon them. Would you have the FOLK of GONDOR gather YOUR HERBS only, when the DARK LORD gathers ARMIES? And it is not ALWAYS GOOD TO BE HEALED IN BODY. Nor is it always evil to die in battle – even in bitter pain. Were I permitted, in this DARKHOUR I would choose the latter.’