A Room Full of Words

 

A room full of words,

Worlds on wooden shelves.

Time withers the spine,

In the temple of the mind.

 

It is a forest of thought. 

Each book a tree, each word a leaf.

 

Dust separates leaves and reveals

A transformation.

 

The ink cracks and fades.

The page, once Spring, dimmed to ochre brown.

 

Structures unveiled in a forest of thought.

 

“The Forest is a Temple of the Sun!” 

Wire twisted into words,

Ghosts against the yellow grass.

 

South Australia State Library. 

Adelaide, South Australia.

 

Bundaleer Forest, 

South Australia.