A Book

The best transportation is a book
Flying us through the stars
Searching through galaxies we look
Shall we go to lands afar?

To read is to walk foreign lands
Novel grounds beneath me
Through these words I look to expand
They cease to leave me be

I am bounded by yellow-paged dreams
Eyes close as words run by
That takes me down windy word streams
This deep trance ends, I sigh

--Ronette M., Adult Guest