Catalyst of My Soul

Distract me with the bounty of books' words you impart

Fluently flowing, creative imaginative idioms of word art

Silencing all but ravishing reflections found in beauty of prose,

Tailoring the lavish library stored and secreted in my soul,

Reaching far and wide, to the depths of its charitable corners

Abridging the blurred lines therein of each story’s border.

Catalyst sublime - vault of vivid, vivacious imagination,

Tantalize my spirit’s growth with grandiose fascination

With idealistic books which taunt the mind's emancipation

And the palatial conveyance of opulence found in word recitations.

Stay close always to charm my existence with your incantations -

Never once floundering to a fault with halt or cessation.

Cynthia Calder, 09.29.24