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
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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
For: A PROMPT EACH DAY – Midweek Wordle
Stories, Eyes, Dance, Clue, Voice, Heart, Nature, Behind, Ancient and Tea.