The Tunnel of Angels

I was once asked what my three wishes would be if I had them. I replied, "Everlasting youth, flight, and a giant tower with every book imaginable." This is still my wish.

The tunnel stretches

Up and down

As far as the eyes can see.

Lining the countless, infinite walls

Are books.

 

 

Every book

That ever existed, exists, or will.

Gravity is lacking here,

So I float through book

After book.

 

No lanterns,

Or any forms of light.

Yet there is always enough

To read a good book

In the tunnel.

 

Readers

Are gifted with youth,

So they read through everything

And gain limitless knowledge and wisdom

To spread to others.

 

They

Are messengers of light wisdom.

Winged and radiant, they fly

Under the ancient guise

Of angels.

Author's Note

As always, feel free to critique.

Reviews

[Raven: The Thought Hole]

Hmm, I'm not sure I liked the rhyme scheme, but I loved the ideas in the poem! :-P There are so many books in the world and not enough energy to keep reading.

[sabrina]

I don't really like this one as much as your millions of others. It's because it lacks any rythm and ryhming. But I do like the idea of the poem.

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

What a beautiful thought - truly superb. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha