Second Coming Poem by Carol Fleming Klein

Second Coming



You come!
Exultant thought.
And yet
You wait....

Angels rustle
out by the pearly gate.
The hour is now!
But still,
not yet.

Oh Lord, let me wait
while now
And yet
NOT yet.

Free me from
dulled eyesight
somehow
Lest I forget.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This little 'rhyme', echoes with the paradox of being ever ready, yet enduring the seemingly long wait for Christ's second coming.
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Carol Fleming Klein

Carol Fleming Klein

Stoneham, Massachusetts
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