We’re organizing the bookshelves in our house today. After waiting three months for a very special bookshelf to be built, and buying two others second hand, when they all suddenly arrived at the same time this morning, we had work to do! So we are. Working. Arranging bookshelves, making choices, organizing according to the way we think, as well as for aesthetic pleasure, and to tell you the truth, it’s rather intimidating. But books! We love books and it will all be worth it in the end.
So, in honor of books, here’s today’s poem. (It’s also been posted on my website, so some of you might have seen it before.)
MY FAVORITE BOOK
Come along, old friend.
Let’s walk your road again.
I know each bend,
I know it all, yet
every time you show me more
a twisted root
a hidden door
a sheltered nook
I’ve passed but never seen before.
Let’s run your road, this well-worn path.
We’ll kick up dust and later,
when I stop to rest,
I’ll feel your breath upon my back
press me toward
—Kristy Dempsey (all rights reserved)