I was thinking about this today. Not sure exactly why, but it came to me as I was driving home, in the rain from the grocery store.
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
– All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter by J. R. R. Tolkien