Bookstore

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Thoreau stands beside Hunter S. Thompson.
Picture books spill onto the floor,
left in mid-sentence by a child.
Lives lived, dreams shattered,
mountains climbed, hearts broken.
All these stories simply wait
for the reader to come
through the door.

Silence is not required
but reverence for the writer
and the arduous task
of telling one’s story
keeps the room hushed.

Beautiful covers entice
the hopeful reader.
Maybe the story that
can save a life
is hidden in these creamy pages.
Perhaps a new perspective
resides in the last line,
on the last page
of a new adventure.

Bookstores are filled with hope.
hope for understanding,
hope for connection,
hope for renewal.

The magic of a bookstore
waits just beyond the glass door.

 

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