The Book

The Book The old book passed from hands to hands And left readers with experiences to primeval We all counted stars but failed in numerical In sweats, cries, pains and will to test From citadel to life I’m now at cross of roads To break the barrier betwixt mind and growth The secrets locked in the old book Before the curtains fall on me like them Within the warmth of my mind sits the tutor The answer of the past and the future That of the days gone like the cloture Sits therein the wisdom of the sages The answers the mind since denied of ages In the book, old book, pristine, it sits