Book piles in the wild 5My library has filled my mind.

The bookcases have many volumes.
Every book is on a common theme.

Their words are varied.
They cover many subjects,
but they share a pure message.

At first, I didn’t notice.
Their color and forms
have filled my imagination with light.
As I read them, I learned hope.

Their common thread was shared
by authors from different nations.
The eras they lived were distant.
Today I found their essence.
What they kept hidden has been revealed.

W. Wayne B.

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About William Wayne Smith

I'm a poet, library fan and maker.
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1 Response to Bookcases

  1. anumshafique says:

    Love it! And I feel the same sometimes looking at my books! =)


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