There is a land, where the knowledge lives and fairies play.
There is a land, where the magic shines and the fiction walks!
It is a world without time, where words and feelings collide.
Cradle of art, fiction, knowledge and realities.
When I step inside, I feel at the centre of the universe.
When my hands hold a book
Is a newly discovered treasure!
I walk down the aisles and all the authors come to meet me
They give me smiles and tears.
They challenge me to discover deep mysteries,
to solve a crime o to conquer new and magical lands!
One day I can learn to garden my roses,
another, to make Christmas crafts.
I become Juliet, Hamlet, Othello, or…I can be a queen!
All my favourite characters living inside me,
reading their thoughts, feeling their hearts...
crying their desperation.
Enjoying their moments of happiness and
sharing their hopes, inside my imagination.
There is a world, where all the sciences are a community,
where mathematics lives next to geography and some further shelves
you can find philosophy.
Call my attention all the different book titles:
short titles, long titles, very simple or very far-fetched,
bright colours or grey and dull.
But each one hides unimaginable priceless treasures:
travel, entertaining and wisdom to me, the reader.
There is a land where I can be an astronaut and fly in a rocket!
A poet and write a thousand verses,
or being a bird and fly through the clouds!
Being rain and irrigate fields,
a wise old man, a child,
or a Welsh dragon and have and exciting adventure!!
There is a place where my mother took me once,
I’ve visited at every stage of my life,
dreaming new dreams, living new stories.
Anyone can go and dream and live their own adventures!
This place is just across the street!
It is called “The Library”.
Copyright © 2009 Perla Pulido P.
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