We shouldn’t judge a book by its cover;
at least that’s what a wise man once said;
like mistaking a casual friend for a lover;
we should judge what’s inside it, instead.
All thru our lives we’re beguiled by wrappings;
complexities and complications lie within;
we should never be deceived by life’s trappings;
for its cover is only where its stories begin.
The cover of a book is about catching the dust;
for that has always been its principal role;
be wary of depending on covers, for trust;
for the inside contains its heart and soul.
Books are about life; in one way or another;
carrying us on a path toward perfection;
each may become a friend; or our lover;
but its cover won’t warn of rejection.
Books are all bound for a special reason;
we were meant to pour over each page;
between covers, we find each life season;
and knowledge, helps us all to engage.
Every book is about the creation of life;
written by the great Author, above;
with stories of drama, conflict, and strife;
but, mostly, they’re each about Love.
Once we’ve completed life’s entire book;
covered its contents; page by page;
we need not turn back for a second look;
there’s a new book just waiting to engage.