Words.

She poured over her love

Reverent eyes taking in each sentence

Caressing its hardbound spine

Inhaling the fragrant pages

Ah! Lavender pressed in printed paper

Her escape from the mundane

An alternate reality

Amidst the sea of loneliness

Words the distant shore

Shining beacon of hope

Waves akin to wandering souls

Entwined in their stories

Love, joy, grief, agony

Countless tales

Their tempo

Rising and falling

Changing her moods

Like the tides

Sometimes high on jubilation

Or lashing in anger

Low on love, filled with fear

Yet all the time moving

Never stagnant or completely still

The tranquil surface just a hoax

Of inner turbulence concealed

Like so many others

Smiling their way all day

Hiding the wounds

Gnawed by worries relentless fangs

The myriad hues each saga painted

A window of opportunity

To explore the vibrant world

Hidden beauty of expression