Ah what stories these eyes have seen
… each new voice – a clue to life
how my heart does dance and sing
… as ancient wisdom stirs inside
and I drink green tea and read of life.
Oh masters of the word write on
and take me by this willing hand
strum my heart-strings with your stories
of love and war and peaceful glory
as I drink green tea and read of life.
Vicariously I walk through all time
with glorious kings and humble knaves
each has a voice – each holds a clue
they hide behind words in books
so I drink green tea and read of life.
© G.s.k. ‘15
Every book, every volume you see here, has a soul. The soul of the person who wrote it and of those who read it and lived and dreamed with it. Every time a book changes hands, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens.
CARLOS RUIZ ZAFON, The Shadow of the Wind
Stories, Eyes, Dance, Clue, Voice, Heart, Nature, Behind, Ancient and Tea.