The Key
Open a book
and before long
you're lost
on seas never crossed
in a dream ship stormtossed
that will bring you ashore
where no one's yet been.
There through forests of green
unknown wild words
you will follow bluebirds
that lead you to where
in high magic air
you will find a gold door.
Turn the key in the lock,
cross a floor never crossed.
On a gold table find,
by a lamp's bedside beam,
a great golden book
in whose pages you will
find greater gold still,
would within world
dream within dream.
Turn a page, have a look.
Get lost in a book.obtained from an old bookmark. Author: unknown