Chapter 21 - Library
Submitted April 2, 2016 Updated April 2, 2016 Status Incomplete | Time for the annual poetry challenge. :) Let's see if I last the whole month.
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Chapter 21 - Library
Chapter 21 - Library
I'm sitting in the hub of a wheel,
White spokes reaching in towards to clouds and light,
And the rim a flicker of shadow and green.
It turns so slowly that we can't see.
It rolls the world forward for hearts and minds.
There are cats and cartographers and carnivals
In the light through the spokes,
Elephants and egrets and enchantments
Tracing the rim, filling it up to the brim,
And a new imagination breathed alive
For every full turn,
Every laughing "open sesame" at the opened doors.
White spokes reaching in towards to clouds and light,
And the rim a flicker of shadow and green.
It turns so slowly that we can't see.
It rolls the world forward for hearts and minds.
There are cats and cartographers and carnivals
In the light through the spokes,
Elephants and egrets and enchantments
Tracing the rim, filling it up to the brim,
And a new imagination breathed alive
For every full turn,
Every laughing "open sesame" at the opened doors.
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