The Message For Many

Words on the page,

All black, white and blue,

A message inside meant for one

But can be shared with many too

Different for every eye, be they weary or new

For when one begins to read

The words become a song,

And the song becomes a voice,

It whispers many things

Never a word repeated

An eternal story for every generation

A method of simple creation

And should you sit down to read it

The words may murmur in your ear

And everything they will teach you

Is different, so different,

than another may hear