BOOK

What’s in a book that’s closed?

I know it’s full of words

letters printed on paper

yet at the same time something

simply has to be happening

for as soon as it is opened

I find another story with people

I’ll never get to meet elsewhere

there I can share their adventures

march with armies going to battle

feel the sting of countless wounds

taste the bittersweet pang of death

a wondrous joy of returning home

never certain of any welcome

there beyond that final page