A book is like a moonlit
path . . .
that by a single thread
extends it reach;
A moonshine-beam,
a knowledge
line to succor me;
To shine, at whatever
point I am
wherever I may be,
To instill its wisdom in me deep
enthrall me with its beauty rare,
Provide me with a guiding path
straight amidst my dark, by light
Poem
from a Sequence:
A Rain of Booklight
Part 1 # 21
Part 1 # 21
© Judith Evans
Deverell, 2014
The
Bookmark Project
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