Reading a book… What activities do you lose yourself in? The world shrinks, pages bloom,A whispered voice, a shadowed room.No clock ticks, no street's harsh call,Just ink and dreams, I give my all. Through forest deep, or city's gleam,I walk a life, a waking dream.Lost to now, and here, and sight,Bathed in story's endless light. Please subscribe below. http://josephmasonauthor.com/2025/03/14/reading/