Consider:

Energy of thought is a palpable force

And must be expressed.

So Language evolves - a living thing.

We honour the first storytellers and the bards.

But - symbols scratched from stone to paper

Power more influence

Than a person can effect in a lifetime.

Communication across Death

Is a privilege we barely notice.

A book renders ideas visually concrete,

Cross-pollinating civilizations and cultures,

To bind together, or to break apart.

The book itself is only a vehicle.

We, the readers, make the choice.

Today we can cast off into galaxies

To plunder the dazzlement of space,

Or probe exponentially the ‘Space of Nothing’ -

We excel in the physical

Visible and invisible.

Yet the Light of Language remains almost unknown,

Words of our world springing from mind to mind -

As we are now, as we were so in ages gone.

More than pots or tombs or tools or towers

The written word bridges  humanity.

Cynthia Buell Thomas