Three Legged Table

I am three legged, I am balanced, It’s a mystery, I sit in a dim-lit room. I bear the sage's books, Where he scripts his thoughts, The monsters that stare through his window, The gloom that pervades the meadow. I am three legged, The unseen pivots me, The unknown trestles me, I'm in a library of the deep. I am a door into the day, Prop and support along the way, The sage takes off on my plane, Nightfall embraces me. October 28, 2023.