In the Inkling
A book is the beginning of a prayer born of hope, faith and love discovered within the pages of some writer’s glistening ink - quote by poet
Dust piled in layers
On books and anthologies, laying
Silently along the shelves
Where my thoughts would reveal
Endless moments spent traveling
Through page after page
Of poetry and promises
Pure, potent prayers
Praising with ink
Reading like an embrace
To the heart and the soul
Of one who knows that life
Lived on the ragged edges
Of a paperback dream
Is a life lived in light, laughter
Love that grows wilder
With each passing prayer
Yearning for a chance to whisper
Thank you in God’s ear
For the music of mystery
The longing in literature
The friend in fiction
The praise in poetic prose
The rushing winds beneath
A romance beckoning for joy
Found within the creased pages
Of history and happiness
A book is a brilliant blaze
Of inspiration and hope
A colorful creation crafted
On the empty page
As it’s filled with delight
Insight, a stirring of faith
Falling across the spirit in waves
Of grace and inspirational
Musings to reach out to the one
Who knows that a book holds the key
To creativity in tears of
Sensitivity and soothing solace
Awakening the mind to knowledge
The heart to feelings fully alive
And the spirit to the warmth
Of a soft, gentle affection
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