Or, as a poem of mine in The Undersides of Leaves puts it:
THE BOOKS
On the dark shelves
the books are breathing.
Moonlight slips between
their covers, running
bright hands over
the yellowed pages.
When we read them, settled
deep in private chairs,
words splash
down through our bodies
toward the earth’s
black center.
And when sleep
buries us, the deepest
stones whisper (with
the moon’s voice)
to our bones.
Joseph Hutchison, Colorado Poet Laureate 2014-2019, has published 20 collections of poems and edited or co-edited three poetry anthologies. He currently directs two master’s-level programs for University College at the University of Denver: Professional Creative Writing and Arts & Culture Management. Joe lives with his wife, Melody Madonna, in the mountains southwest of Denver, Colorado, the city where he was born. 
An old old poem, but I still have affection for it….
Thanks for letting us see the video and for giving us your poem–such a good read!