Alone inside this cavernous room,
with torrential rain falling outside;
I watched as seagulls flew away,
racing onward to the raging tides.

Climbing up to reach a poetry book,
in this library that became my home;
My fascination grew stronger still,
as I pulled down a massive tome.

Shakespeare and Tennyson filled my mind,
with words and phrases of delight;
I read aloud till my voice gave out,
and sputtered along into the night.

When a single light glowed from the sky,
I called out to the heavens with tears;
As keen memories of the lessons past,
ignited a yearning from childhood years.

I stood and watched the sullen moon,
then spoke aloud my own soliloquy;
Enlightened once more by literature,
which calms the soul and sets us free.