In these pages, worlds unwind,
Where thoughts are lost, and time is blind.
Through those dreams and masks, we wear,
You'll find yourself reflected there.
Syllables dance, a moment shifts,
between the stars, the void, the rifts.
In quiet rooms, in crowded streets,
You'll hear the hum of life's repeats.
This book, a door, a glimpse, a key
To what was, is, and yet will be.
Step through the pages, take a chance...
Give every verse a second glance