Flipping pages flowing in the wind
An antsy reader ready to begin
This world of fantasy now must start
A world in which only I can depart
Places far and forever bound
To memory alone here I astound
The greatest saints and wonders by
Perfect time seems never paralyzed
True Places of ration greets
Stories unfold as history defeats
Another hurtle left to bound
Obstacles rare are never found
For this I give a story spice
Anticipation for a climatic hype
Cindering on characters played
Friendships and betrayals fill the page
Hindering on the stories end
The reader nestled granted suspense
Tightened lips with swiftness conjure
A place for mind to focus ponder
The eyes dominate as pages turn
An ancient story taken a chance
Passed from father and from friend
Welcoming a grandeur life’s romance
Found in arms where lovers begin
For here we are intertwined
Hearts at stake and fused with mind
Material creates these shaky times
Divinity sold at best to bind
The moral of all man to define
Right and wrong of this time
A true seize on judgments grant
To consolidate that fork of chance
The fork by which two paths condemn
Either by which has an ultimate end
Family ties that unify man
To seek the ultimate question at hand
The question in the book of life
Definitive happiness for all to suffice
And to this book a shout of glee
For our world is set at heed
Heed to those for a word is bound
For my chapter always begins now