Talking about the past is hard,
But I'm an open book.
When, with beyond your eyes,
You begin to see.
Still will I encourage you to truly look.
I invite you to be our tour guide.
For a book is not an author.
For a book is not a reader.
Do not take these stories for granted,
As open books are often read.
Pages left weathered and worn.
Pages brittle and breaking.
Do not be too cautious.
Stories only exist if you read them.
Treasures only shine when you find them.
Read between my lines.
Read the notes left in my margins,
Where previous readers wrote from their hearts,
Where many of them wrote from their mind,
Where few of them wrote from the soul.
When it comes to pasts,
If I show you mine,
Promise to show me yours.
Discovery was never a chore.