Knowledge makes us fly dizzy heights over centuries past.
Once we drink deep from this ambrosia from enlightening books,
Voyaging through time, we learn to fly distant horizons,
Soaring higher and higher with more imbibed wisdom,
Living a thousand lives,
To reach greater realms of thoughts and gather treasures,
On escapades to Elysian fields or real life, enriching us.
Thus, imbued with the sparks of knowledge, we shine brilliantly,
The ever- portable magic land of books, acting uniquely,
To soar intelligently above the ordinary.
With knowledge, doubts are kept at bay, with spirits gay,
We are ready to tackle any challenge coming our way,
Being exposed to varied situations or reading a tale hilarious,
With our adrenalin going higher, we will be further enthused.
Or with spiritual texts or self- help books, renewed interest arouses,
To fill us full of stamina, with love, hope and faith, fortify,
As weapons for boredom and idleness to defy.
Fluttering joy and doses of optimism, and learned resilience,
Bring personal and societal harmonising balance.
This ecstatic pleasure brings relaxation, makes us better articulate,
The lawyer or the politician’s nervousness disintegrate.
Self-confidence is boosted, and self-esteem accelerate,
Acting as a mental stimulation, a panacea for frustration,
Slowing or preventing Alzheimer, dementia or total oblivion
Letting tensions drain away, getting absorbed in our juicy,
Enthralling stories, bringing lighter mood, ultimately.
Thus, our short term or long-term memory,
Improves remarkably, helping to reminisce considerably,
With better analytical skills, bringing peace and serenity
Ultimately improving our serendipity.