I lacked the sound to voice my thoughts, but the needle of wisdom stitched my thoughts with words to form tales bedecked with aesthetic tapestries.
words
Perusal
Through the words
I felt the emptiness.
Through the sentences
I felt the emotions.
Through the pages, I lost track of the
chapters.
Through the author
I found my reflection.
Through the book
I found my life.
Biblichor 