astraea,
My paradise is a collection of paradises
It acquaints me to various phases, places and faces
It’s nothing like a utopia of rainbow and sunshine
Nor of comrades delight on cloud nine
Rather, it radiates its own earthly beauty
Diffusing the fragrance of a freshly cut pine tree
Golly! What joy it brings as I dance along its aisles
Through its book assemblage of diverse colors and styles
Page by page, numerous doors arise
Off I go to and from my paradise
Literary: A Book-lover’s Paradise
My paradise is a collection of paradises
It acquaints me to various phases, places and faces
It’s nothing like a utopia of rainbow and sunshine
Nor of comrades delight on cloud nine
Rather, it radiates its own earthly beauty
Diffusing the fragrance of a freshly cut pine tree
Golly! What joy it brings as I dance along its aisles
Through its book assemblage of diverse colors and styles
Page by page, numerous doors arise
Off I go to and from my paradise
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