The Unexamined Life

A BOOK UNREAD

A book unread, a story waiting,
A promise held. Invigorating.
The sense of wonder always growing,
The pleasure of not ever knowing.
And so they keep accumulating.

The silent stack communicating
Every wonder, emanating
All without one sentence showing.
A book unread.

Ignored, they turn intimidating.
Once comforting, now irritating.
A bookcase crowded, overflowing,
A burdened soul now undergoing
A shift toward reevaluating
A book unread.

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