In the margins of life, where shadows resides,
you'll find a realm of secrets, hidden from the eye
so also in the whispers of ink and rhyme,
we see the art of reading, sublime
Get me my spectacles
as I read in between the lines,
I suddenly notice a world unveiled,
here subtle truths and tales are detailed
opportunities shining like stars in the night,
shining in those spaces, hidden from sight
I need much dose of patience and care, as I turn each page,
by this I unravel mysteries of every age
for in the ages and times,
deep meanings find shelter
like a farmer I plant seeds of greatness
my hopes,dreams and aspiration similar to photosynthesis
Like flowers in a spring,
I'm hoping opportunities suddenly blooms
with this I'll need me a discerning heart
I already have a curious mind,
for the hidden treasures of life I hope to find
Won't use all my ten fingers to eat
as I read the handwriting on the wall with intent,
not just with my naked eyes,
hoping my soul takes a dive at where wisdom lies
in between the lines magic gleams,
opportunities flow like life's endless streams
In every word, a chance to grow,
and in every story, a path to sow
reading between the lines, I transcend,
seizing the dreams that never end.