I used to think that
I chose books, based on what
I wanted to read.
Now I know that books
Choose us, based on what we
Surely need to read.
There is no other
Explanation I can see
For how it happens.
I’m reading a book
That I thought I chose and it’s
Exactly pertinent.
No way I did that.
I was chosen by the book
For it’s true lesson.
Books are smart that way
They follow us home and just
Jump into our hands.
