A book is like a sailing
ship, it travels far and wide
It floats upon the inner
breeze, within the sea of life
An inner lighted vessel, its pages wind-filled sails
That takes to heart its host
of written freedom-wings
And with them launches out
into this gifted deep
Poem from a Sequence:
Part 1, # 3
(C) Judith Evans Deverell, 2014
The Bookmark Project
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