To search for love upon the page;
the knowledge for which my soul would rage.
To find new peace born deep within,
as love abounds to cleanse from sin.
Weakness in youth washed with wisdom divine,
as Spirit and man tighter intwine.
A man dressed in white with black burned away,
with the wisdom hard earned throughout night and each day.
Four years burn by in a moment so quick,
as the time burns away with each hollow tick.
At the end stands a man with the book now inside,
with a light shining out that no one can hide.
Then Love reaches out through the man to them all,
but the journey begins with a book in the fall.