Emerging as Gandalf the White

I've been thinking about the scene in the Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers when Gandalf the White heals and frees King Theoden from the grips of the malevolent wizard Saruman.

Saruman's nefarious agent, Grima Wormtongue, sits at Theoden's side, contentedly watching Theoden's health painfully decline and his once thriving kingdom fall into darkness. Grima is not pleased to see Gandalf ride into Rohan to pay his old friend Theoden a visit.

"Late is the hour in which this conjuror chooses to appear," Grima calls out to Gandalf at his arrival.

"Be silent!" Gandalf replies. "I have not passed through fire and death to bandy crooked words with a witless worm." Armed with his enchanted staff, Gandalf walks up to Theoden's throne. "Theoden, son of Thengel!" Gandalf cries. "Too long have you sat in the shadows." 

Gandalf powerfully releases Theoden from Saruman's possession, and shortly after Theoden's disturbingly cloudy, drooping eyes regain clarity and his face recovers its youthful luster. His once agitated temperament is now brightened, and his memory returns. "I know your face," Theoden says to his daughter, Eowyn.

"Breathe the free air again, my friend," Gandalf tells Theoden.

Too long have we sat in the shadows. My immeasurable hope, my boundless wish is for human healing. A paradigm shift that will release us from the shackles of pharmaceutical dependency and the nightmare of over 700 million people diagnosed as diabetic by 2045.

Undrape! you are not guilty to me, or stale nor discarded, 

I see through the broadcloth and gingham whether or no, 

And am around, tenacious, acquisitive, tireless, and cannot be shaken away.

-Walt Whitman