Sonder

A night has many stars Each star has its own light A world has many people Each person has its own light It's a realization that catches me a lot But what if In a far away land, No man knows where No sunlight has seen the place But only the stars and the moon Hear the shallow whispers of pages turning In a library full of books As many books as there people When a child is born a new story is begun A new book is opened New words are written And when a person dies a story ends A book is closed All words have been written. Every life has a story Every story has a life. Would you read such a book, In the library full of books with souls? (sonder : a realization that each passerby has a life as vivid as your own)