13 May 2012
As you open its lid,
Your mind unlocks;
The Book itself is a brand new box.
And as you pour that book by day and night,
The Book is a block of pure delight.
And when you've done and the text is read,
Your eyes are tired and your mind feels fed,
You may place that book upon the golden shelf,
And a bit of The Book becomes your new self...
The Book • Opuss № I