Day Eleven: 11th April 2014

The story begins with a book.

Leather
Bound.
Clasp and catch whispering:
Open Me
Release the latch,
Can you hear?
Lift the cover,
Whispered words, can you hear?
Rough textured paper,
Pitted and pored from which
A single word arises.
The pages murmur and mutter.
Voices of an Idea
Mingle in a cacophony of
Harmony and discord;
Fanciful notions,
Sketches,
A tune ~
Songs of the day,
Songs of the moon.
Words for my love,
Words deep with life,
My whirlwind of words
Caught in a moment,
Caught up and clasped in my
Leather
Bound
Book.