It's not what you see, but how you see it.

Wednesday, November 10, 2004

A Good Read


Climbing from the depths of utter ignorance
I am born into the realm of knowledge
Can my frame withstand?
Shall I crumble and fall?
The pages fly by the compass, dew west
Their words adorn wings
sinking like bullets deep into my flesh
I am sick with this world
yet, the sweet smell of rest
does quicken my heart and lengthen my quest.

Authors comment: This is how I feel when I am reading a good book. What an amazing thing to create a world all your own. A world that people you don't know can get lost in. Someday I will take you on a literary journey. I will show you things you've never thought of. I will enrapture you and leave you with a desire for more.

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