A Book

A volume speaks of divine actions and rigorous mathematics
Of the soul as a light of heaven.
A book reads of writing and matter of energy, of work
And the studies binding us in flames and ruination, of pleasure.
A word is like a nothing, a liver and a heart is strangely so,
The merger of phrases have Paradise.

by Naveed Akram

Comments (3)

I like the last two lines....a lovely short and cute poem
Lovely 10
Awesome... Thank you for the myraid of thoughts. Thank god for books. (10 from me)