This is the first poem that I've posted here... To me, it's not just about books and pages, but also about beginnings, so I thought it would be fitting. Hopefully, you all like it!

Fine Literature

A book...
Is a place for words.
A place for stories, and poems;
For fiction, sci-fi, and fantasy,
For history and romance.
A book is a place for dreams,
For journeys and quests,
For successes, and failures,
And for great lessons.
Its a place for spelling and grammar,
For breaking the rules!

Most of all, a book is a window,
A gentle guide into another soul,
Where the very cores of our beings ponder the great questions of life.

Are you ready to enter the layers of my soul?