Silence and the page turn

Siren scream and entry shouts the boy noise only boys can noise as they storm
the library all smothered in bluster and covered in fighting and biting and combat
and fall on the offering the carcass the box the books dragged out by magician librarians who know the one thing to placate the lions and I blink and it is shredded and I blink and it is gone devoured the kids the students the ravenous boys all instantly burrowing diving and gone and I blink again and find myself

immersed in holy silence.
And the silence grows

and I am left in awe.
And I am honoured by silence

as each and every
becomes themselves

in the world of another.
Becoming being

through the words of another.
They are being.