Folio

A whisper, a flutter

Of each turning page

No plastic, or metal

In this electronic age

Trees all around you

Who gave of themselves

Products of perfection

Stare back from the shelf

Tangible relationship

Transports through the skin

The earth and the mind

The soul of your kin

A legacy awaits you

Let the turning commence

Enter into its cycle

Release the suspense.

The reason why I am here :) NOTES