Quiet Summer Library

Enter, and be engaged by the echoing, enveloping environment,

Fresh pine perfume rises from pristine polished floors,

Hot dust hovering in harpoons of dancing light,

Creaking shoes, carefully placed, as they pad to private corners,

Baked and browning bindings waiting to be browsed,

Warm yellowing pages of words wasting in unvisited wings,

An occasional opening of an original work, opens the mind , opens the heart.

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