The Temple

Most of the time,
You’ll find nobody here
But some of the time,
You’ll see somebody here

Perhaps a man, just like me,
Carefully reading the book
So many choose to ignore,
Without offering a second look

I know the feeling,
I’ve known it a while
You see, not ignoring me,
Is permanently out of style

Written as an interpretation of this photo by Timothy Robinson. Check out the real story by clicking on the photo!

August 2013

He asked me the question
That reached deep into my soul,
And handed him a part
Without my control

A question I'd never asked myself
But had always known the answer to
And now he knew,
Too