Books

I’ve seen some places far away appear
Before my eyes in books. their mysteries
Come to my watching heart, and here
Great mountains rise, and rivers flow to seas.

The characters at last appear. the plot
Begins to take a turn. from darkness creeps
A source of evil. pages turn a lot
More quickly as the story’s volume leaps.

The warmth of love spreads through me as i view
The many books that line the endless walls
Of a great library. returning through
A door that ever to my spirit calls.

This portal holds great secrets yet untold
Through pages of a book they will unfold