hidden awaybut fresh in mindcame to surface

when stars aligned

Once in awhilefrom time to timetalk of a bookfilled with a rhyme

branded by fateof the divine

unknown the worthcarried inside

thought to be madeas words entwineddream of a dreamcoming alive

of recent yearsgone and went ninefiction made factrevealed in time

mysteriousone of a kindmemories lostsearching to find

searching, searching

needing the lightwanting a path

give me a sign

how many booksmust I make mine

before it’s foundbrought back to life

before they knewhow to unite

the myths of oldwith strong desire

book upon bookthe tales remind

many have failedmany have died

songs and poems orpages left whiteread by day orstolen by night

page after pagewhat purpose lieswithin the wordsthat they did write

where does it restwhere does it hideforever seekwith all my might

far below orabove on highdeep within ornear my own eye

following suithands open wide

thirst to ful�ll

farther than I

perhaps it’s gonemaybe we’re blind

but my heart knowsbelieves what’s right

contemplatingbeyond our sighs

all or nothingfaith gives to flight

the book itselfcannot denywhere hope is foundalso our sight