Bookish Wonders

There on the shelf
A constellation of stars,
Unwitting cooperation,
To be explored in
The privacy between
Covers, pages, air, space
Eyes, brain; finding life,
Love, the meaning only
Words can capture, present,
Gifts, mind to mind,
Heart to heart, no matter
The years apart and death
Or living, chronicles of
Everything worth ink
Spilled, durable notes.
Maybe it is our one
Ordinary magic shared
Extraordinarily deployed,
Fresh as a rosebud,
Blushing as a bloom
Recreating us, enhancing
Our understanding
And fostering creativity.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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