beyond fathomable
journeys
And wizardry
this earth
spoken tales
in weirder sjamboks
the next pages grabbed you
and in a thin bright light
you ascended a spherical boat
turning in spheres in many skies
and the greater unknown
the first few pages
of a gold-lined book among many books
and each said
the surge of inventiveness can crush the skull
but not the brain
the slaughter of the whistling wind
long-lost air poured drops
of patience within, a patience that finally grew
Into books and books
entombed in a place, they called a library
knowledge and wisdom remained encrusted
but not really all
the world seems to become a library in audio-visual
and three-dimensional casts
old mama with a smile and a pen in her hand
was there on the top and bottom
knowledge ever-expanding, ever-knowing
can no longer be encased in houses
libraries were burnt by tyrants
yet many libraries grew
libraries are only of the past
a blue flower bursts in the morning
In a nowhere land
Is definitely the library of the future
the spheres turned and in a zig-zag movement
crushed the theme of libraries
In many such earths
and artificial intelligence devoted earths
