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.