To my Fellow-Readers
Posted: 22 Feb 2018, 04:39
If ever you (and you have, I know)
In dark or merry mood or caught between
been stirred or solaced by words' fertile flow
And taken on a journey, where you've seen
others' dreams, felt others' joy or pain
and understood what others' longings mean,
and that their thoughts and hopes were not in vain,
and that their life and their imagining
brought life and light to arid souls again
then you have heard the sullen silence sing,
and you have plumbed the depth and scaled the height
and peered in the abyss, and taken wing.
Word-borne upon that plummet or that flight.
It does not matter what you have embraced,
if what you read has been profound or slight,
it doesn't matter what the style or taste
may be, whether fact or fiction, long or short,
because, whilst still and silent you have chased
another's odyssey of word and thought
and somehow, a transition has been wrought.
In dark or merry mood or caught between
been stirred or solaced by words' fertile flow
And taken on a journey, where you've seen
others' dreams, felt others' joy or pain
and understood what others' longings mean,
and that their thoughts and hopes were not in vain,
and that their life and their imagining
brought life and light to arid souls again
then you have heard the sullen silence sing,
and you have plumbed the depth and scaled the height
and peered in the abyss, and taken wing.
Word-borne upon that plummet or that flight.
It does not matter what you have embraced,
if what you read has been profound or slight,
it doesn't matter what the style or taste
may be, whether fact or fiction, long or short,
because, whilst still and silent you have chased
another's odyssey of word and thought
and somehow, a transition has been wrought.