Yellow-Bark Trees

In a forest of yellow-bark trees
you can hear the whispering of unborn books
and equations not yet solved.

In a city of yellow telephone poles
the graphite wires hum
with the communication of secrets.

Yellow shafts of light
fall from the ceiling of a cave
twined with birdsong.
Yellow carp rise from lake shadows
with wisdom pearls in their mouths.

In the sweaty hands of children
yellow pencils scratch and rustle.
Yellow pillars reach toward the roofs
of temples of knowledge.

--image courtesy of Magpie Tales
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