Now I am having feelings, about the constant struggle, "How long?" and how you have to do what's in front of you. It makes me think of Galdalf: It is not our part to master all the tides of the world, but to do what is in us for the succour of those years wherein we are set, uprooting the evil in the fields that we know, so that those who live after may have clean earth to till. What weather they shall have is not ours to rule.