STRAY

 

                                                                Dropped off the shelf

Walking down the corridors 

That`s where all the stories are 

In convenience stores and rugged walls

The books, and all the smiling people and the jaded couples

 Between the shelves, between the lines,

That`s where life is and goes on

And if you stray between a line or two

You might learn a thing or two

And be safe in the knowledge 

There is nothing that we have

But we can have paradise

Like when Murakami runs through

The streets of Tokyo

He keeps reminding me that

Life is everywhere.