Library Gods

There's a library
At the university
Where brilliant scholars
Ascend marble steps
To study in a vaulted room
That rises in graduated tiers
Over stained-glass windows
Into a parabolic ceiling
Triumphant with gothic wonder.
As they uncover new truths

Their notes are elevated
To the lofty chandeliers
Illuminating all knowledge,
Cementing it in their research.
Higher yet the margins converge,
Each page of discovery assembled
On a scroll unfurled high off the walls,
Where immortal philosophers
Painted in a fresco parliament,
Arrayed like the stories of Genesis,
Hold the light for students below.