To read in silence

To settle down in a nest of peace
Among the cushions and rugs of a silent room
Then to click or thumb or scroll
And find to read, a perfect poem.
To float in a crystal sea of words
In a torrent of shining sound and prose
To connect perfectly with another
And drink in their essence,
A writers soul, perfect, full and whole.

To read each word at your gentle ease
And let them roll in eloquent streams
To smooth them as they flow across your tongue
And again until in your mouth they gleam.
That the author would be happy that you fostered.
This child that he released into the world
And that he would ask that you recite
So he would see renewed, the beauty in his words.

© Dave Kavanagh @

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