A book changed my life.
As I stood there motionless and lifeless,
A book I picked me up –
And since then the sparks that were giving way
To the sweet release of death sparked again.
My soul caught fire, and from the inside I awakened.
“Your trials become your crucible.”
It took a simple bend to pick up a book,
And with that bend, I became alive again.
God knows I was alive, but never living,
Death was claiming me, slowly