It's strange, at times, I find
What books can mean to me.
My life, inside, reflected back
Almost instantly.
They rest on shelves, holding knowledge
Almost timidly.
How can it be, their wisdom rings
In eternity?
Oct 1, 2014
Oct 1, 2014 at 6:20 AM UTC
It's strange, at times, I find
What books can mean to me.
My life, inside, reflected back
Almost instantly.
They rest on shelves, holding knowledge
Almost timidly.
How can it be, their wisdom rings
In eternity?
Every time I pick up east of eden, it seems like I'm reading bits of my own story. It's such an amazing book!