The Books Are Speaking To Me!

From the many shelves around me
I hear the books whisper
They call my name
They want to tell me their stories
The people inside them asking to meet me
The places inside them inviting me in
History calls me back
The future calls me forward
The books beg me to experience
All they have to offer
Places unseen
People unknown
Things undiscovered
Just a peek — that’s all they ask for
Just a peek — but that’s all it takes
And then I’m lost
For hours, days, months, years
Lifetimes…
Do I want to take that chance?
I turn to the shelves and smile
Yes, I do!

~ Me