Each night, we travel a few leagues further
into the book in which I once lost myself,
or so some long-ago observer might have said
as I read it for the sixth or seventh or eighth time,
a solitary child who lost herself in books,
and this book most of all.
Your company is grand; you may well be
the best companion I have taken on this journey,
but I was never lonely when I read alone.
I walked behind Sam and Strider,
Gandalf and Gimli and Gollum,
with Tolkien's hand upon my shoulder.
This is not where I was lost,
but where I found myself.
(First published in Songs of Eretz Poetry Review)
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