Discovery waits just beyond the next bend.
Pouring over pages has long been
my best friend.
Stories encompass so much of my oft solitary being
Comfort in the form and flow of language are my tethered string.
For I find things to know therein;
In others’ tales I stumble across unexpected kin.
Sometimes, it even spurs my heart onward to share my own
And the discovery draws near the knowledge
I am truly not so alone…