Love of Books, of Love

I loved, but failed to win my love, A book loved helped me higher to move. And ever since I wondered what difference there be Between loving my love and a book if any. Books illuminate, We lead life in their light, Love might well blindfold, Push you in utter plight. Books can be put aside on turning a few pages, Dreamy love may not abide, Love of books for long rages. A book is like a fond dream held close in embrace, Love rises like cream If held apart in case. A house without good books be like body without soul, So is life without love, There’s no diff’rence at all. Readers may well travel without troubling their feet, Love too transforms the two to the world in spirit. One might get lost in book May as well find himself, Two in love too may get lost, never to find the lost self. One lives and dies in a book a thousand times, Its seldom so in love, Once lost, life never rhymes. A journey of lifetime starts With just a turn of book’s page, The search ends once love’s found at any stage, any age. _____________________________ Musings |18.02.2024|love, book