Library of Leaves

I brought all these books
to read, thinking

in them I will find
something?

—but already around me,
atop leaves sweetly
                     floating in a green breeze,

already about me,
shimmering along cicada wings,

already within me,
             swirling
             in a whirlpool

                       of fight,
                           light,
                           and sex

is the knowledge
of life.
It falls freely and abundantly.

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