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The love for the words

As I flip slowly through the pages of my latest favourite context, 'Introduction to Physical Metallurgy' by Sidney H Avner, I become deeply engrossed in the properties and the connection of the properties to the physical understanding of the metals and metal working.
I just wish to enter a place solace enough to occupy just me and my beloved. The lines and the figures look so perfect and beautiful that I fall in thinking that I was destined to notice the near-perfection of it and as if every word was chosen for an impact.
I want to get away, to a lonely place probably! The wall besides me obstructs me and my imaginations. I look at the wall, I find it so intriguing, something that commanded my attention. I look deep in the words that I had scribbled sometime back. 
         "You are short of words/letters to write, when all you want is to scribble. Damn, this all looks so beautiful, so fairly beautiful. My pencil's tip so   soothingly goes over the pallets of painted wall, which is broken from places. The paint has ripped off from random points to reveal a different layer which supposedly had been painted over earlier."
I am lost for words. From the words the pages that lay open contain, to the words I had jotted on the wall someday before, to the very alphabets which I type right now, all seem so awesome to me, things which I could stare at for long. Things that contain the ultimate wisdom, may be.
Though what do all these have in store for me, only time can tell!

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