Library

I find myself huddled

In the reference section of the library

Where silence reigns supreme

Where books rule the landscape

In neatly orderly rows

Organisation collection of information

Residing on shelves

On subjects beyond my understanding

On subjects beyond my vocabulary

I arrive here early

Position myself and my belongings on the table

Select a book from the shelf

Open it

Begin to read

Until I understand the meaning

Until I can feel the pain, the passion

Until I can visualise the landscape of the written word

I stop only to sneak in a sandwich

Rules forbid this

But I have mastered the craft

Then I start reading again

Until 5pm today

When the library closes.

I shall be here again tomorrow