Sunday Poem By Dr. Sunil Jose
SECOND COMING
I would like to be buried in a library,
If that were a possibility;
I would like to smell
The wafting odour of old pages full of letters
I would like to hear
The whisper of thousands of characters
Each unknown to the other
I would like to scan through
The silence of serene blank pages
That adorn every book
And if, perchance, I wake
With time enough
For the second coming,
A good book will keep me company
As I wait for You to come.
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