Was it a sign?
That book that called me
While I was looking for something else?
I've been asking for one
And more than that
Asking to know when I see
So...
Was it a sign?
If so...now what?
I read it...OK
Now what?
Where
I'm waiting
Eyes waiting to be opened and aware
Show me more please
I promise I'll stop looking if you do...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem