To My Reader by Tatiana Pahlen

To My Reader
By Tatiana Pahlen

I'm watching you, my loyal friend,
from withdrawn peaceful place
rocking the chair your neck is bent
with a puzzle on your face.
As fingers turn another page,
your pupils grow wide
sentiments hold you on the edge
in the middle of the night.
Soon you reach the final part
I see you high and dazed;
you’re mending leafs once fell apart
from a volume with a stained case.
Before you stash it back on a shelf,
I'm sending a heartfelt wave
to you, my reader, devoid of faith and age,
from beyond this ancient grave.

March 20, 2004