A Profound Labyrinth

 

A cavern dark and deep

in which there is no sleep

There are hidden places galore

into which one can soar

Very dim, with few lights

but inexhaustible megabytes

Within this amazing space

we need not hurry or race

It is the most incredible memory bank

a computer of the highest rank

Working to solve, ponder and keep

one´s personal history at a peep

It is encased in a dome like shell

with no sound its presence to tell

No two are remotely alike

each has its own particular psyche

Their maintenance is from regular use

but are equally open to much abuse

A labyrinth, a maze of wonder

its knowledge and depths to regularly plunder

From its depths books are written 

and food appreciated when bitten

Inventions do occasionally occur

the genuis of others do earnestly stare

It sits at the highest point of the human frame

whether the body be fit or lame

Some are covered in curls of hair

whilst others are evidently bare

Ears, eyes and mouths do provide 

a scope of information beside

Other senses are also at work

to feed the labyrinth of the dark

It can be an ally or even a friend

on this a lot does depend

Information absorbed is accepted or rejected

but seldom if ever neglected

It can be cogitated or held in abeyance

and even indulge in a seance

But most of all it is dark and deep

a treasure that needs no sleep