In the World of Written Word

My soft hands and wide eyes that scan your pages,
Delicately tracing your words as they are bringing
Me to one place where I feel like I really belong;
Home. My sanctuary and safe place among stages
Of life like child or adulthood. They are singing
To me and give me life when I need to be strong
Like one of my favorite heroines. It is like getting
Lost among the stars, but I make my way back
When I need to. I am away from all the tragic
Messes, making my life like a two-way railroad track
To freedom and a world with possibility, regretting
Nothing as I open a book filled with nothing, but magic.