Books are my friends –
Accompanied by them I’ll never get bored
And if at times I get a bit “down,” a passing title will soon pick me up.
Books surround me with the most thoughtful people who ever lived –
Crowding around in my study
Their intrinsic seriousness and brilliance lifts my room sky high
Ready for long-distance visits to a future “me.”
If a book is empty and brings me down – I quickly put it down
And pick up another.
People without books remind me of deserts without water –
A mechanical kind of survival –
“Clank, clank, clank.”
Books are the sea we swim in
So as to relax by distant shores.
Books are magic pills we swallow
In order to change into someone else.
Books are dreams we can make real
By spending time inside them.
Books will make you an entirely new and different person
If you’re open to opening them.