Thursday, December 4, 2025

Between worn pages (a poem)



 

Between worn pages, worlds unfold,
A quiet spark in ink and gold.
They lend us wings, they lend us light,
A whispered guide through day and night.

In every line, a door ajar—
Step in, step out, return from far.
For all the places one heart seeks,
A lifetime waits within the sheets.



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