They are everywhere.
They sit in piles on my bureau,
stacks on end tables and desktops.
They stand in rows on shelves and are silent,
each holding its own unique secrets.
I can hear their silent words,
Feel their thoughts pushing against their covers.
They wait and are patient,
a wealth of knowledge standing by.
Always steady in their thoughts, never changing their minds,
dependable and steadfast,
reliable and faithful.
I feel their presence surround me,
Taste their flavor,
and am overwhelmed by their potential.
They hold the key to so much,
so much just waiting on the shelves, desktops and end tables,
enriching my space with their presence,
waiting for me to open their covers and
Set their words free.