When I read books,
sometimes it feels like I’m learning
the secrets of the world.
Of course,
it is knowledge,
and it may even be truth.
So why did the word secrets
come to my mind?
Was there something hidden
that I was supposed to find?
Probably not.
No one was trying to hide anything from me.
Maybe it feels that way
because books show me thoughts
I would never reach on my own.
Either way,
I like this feeling.
The feeling that
I’ve uncovered something
I was meant to find.