Book tabs

With a book you can escape in the moment, without running anywhere, just like with music. Wherever you are. The bookmark waiting between the light pages is like a ticket scented with wood to a hidden place, a slower time. You follow it with your fingers and it seems that you are no longer reading here, but somewhere under a tree growing on a high mountain, above the valleys that slide down, or maybe in the very lowlands, in the garden grass, next to the sage. Where it is safe. Wherever you want.