Not all those who wander are lost;
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.

J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring (The Lord of the Rings,) 
This is a poem from Tolkien’s work The Lord of the Rings. It is in many ways specific for a particular person but like all good poetry and prophecy it has a timeless message for those who listen. 
I believe to wander whether on an actual pilgrimage or in one’s life in the comfortable surroundings of familiar places allows the heart to expand and grow, to begin to see things in new perspectives and in new ways. This is perhaps a very different understanding than the norm: To wander for so many means to have no direction. 
To wander is not always to be lost but rather to be finding new paths, new vistas, new strength; it is to find hope restored. 
“Not all who wander are lost!”

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