The Book

What makes us read a book we have meant to read for years?  I guess things line up the way they*re meant to.  I am curled up in my blue chair, having just read and been blown away by the introduction.  I*m almost afraid to read the book.

A book I have meant to read

For years now,

Launched into position

Yesterday,

A special tenth anniversary edition.

Things line up

As they are meant to.

I was never a

Close your eyes,

Open the Bible, and find

What God says

To You

Person.

Perhaps I was afraid

Of the begats,

Maybe obtuse bits,

Or even

Jesus wept.

But yesterday that book

Appeared.

It was not the Bible.

It has been on the shelf

For years.

Words written in the introduction

Over six years ago

Are for me to read

To mark

To learn

To inwardly digest.

They are words

To claim.

I swear

It leapt off the shelf.